What is her composition?

Although she is ugly, she has a pair of big watery eyes, which blink as if she were talking. Lively, she never wants to stay at home and read quietly; She, a confidant who can listen to your heart slowly, occasionally tells a few cold jokes to make you happy, although, after listening, crows will fly over your head.

Voice, but you will still like her as always.

She is my pistachio and bosom friend. I remember once, I was very upset. I don't know why, I always felt unhappy and unhappy, so I walked aimlessly in the street. It happened that she was hanging out with her friends. She was very considerate and saw my unhappiness at a glance, so I said to my friend, "Go ahead, I'm going to accompany that lonely friend." After seeing my friend leave, he came to me and said, "Are you busy?" "Not busy!" She said angrily, "If you cooperate, you will die!" I replied helplessly, "Well, well, I'm busy!" " ""Ah, you are wearing jeans today, because cowboys are very busy, hahahaha! " She seems to have an epiphany. I suddenly felt a cold wind blowing.

She didn't respond when she saw me, and then asked, "The dragon is the most powerful of the twelve zodiac animals. Do you know who can descend the dragon in the zodiac? " I bowed my head and thought, and then said, "It should be a tiger, the king of beasts!" " "She smiled and said," no, you are wrong. It should be a sheep, because it is a cloned (dragon) sheep. "My familiar feeling is back. There is a crow croaking overhead.

She and I walked and talked. Suddenly, she fell down, the banana peel stuck to her shoes, and she sat on the ground and straightened up. Seeing her in such a mess, I couldn't help laughing. When she saw me smile, she couldn't help being happy and said, "It's worth it to make my good friend laugh."

Look, how lively she is. Have you guessed who she is?

He (she) helped me write 400 words, hurry up! He is.

He is my good friend in all aspects, and he will come to help me in life and study, but what I remember most is that time ... ahem. "With the frequent coughing, my cold became more and more serious. My father had to give me three days off and go home to recuperate.

However, three days later, I returned to the classroom and found that my classmates had learned a lot of new knowledge points. I opened my exercise book and looked at it. I can't do anything. Hey! what can I do? Suddenly, a hand patted me on the shoulder and said, "Never mind. I'll make it up for you when I get home from school. "

"Looking back, I found him, my good friend Shen Huaqiao.

So, while learning new knowledge, I listened to his lecture.

Another night, I only gave a class to make up for it, but it was cruel and it rained heavily. I think he will definitely come.

However, after a long time, he didn't come, and I began to realize it. Suddenly, I saw a man from the rain curtain. He was Shenhuaqiao. I insisted that he should come.

When I came to the back room, I saw that his clothes were soaked to the skin. I asked him why he came now. He said there were no adults at home today, so he had to come by himself, so he braved the rain.

He kept coughing during the lecture, but he insisted on finishing the class for me.

He didn't come to school the next morning. The teacher told us that he had a cold, which was a bit serious. I feel a little uncomfortable after listening to it. He forgot the importance of health in order to help me make up lessons.

She corrected the composition of 600 words. One day, you will find that the scenery is changing, the environment is changing and people are changing. People I used to know have become so fast and strange. People you meet by chance will become your bosom friends because of change. She has really changed. Before, I was inseparable from her and had nothing to say. After that time, I found that she had changed. It was Friday, and the broadcast repeated [[holiday]] over and over again. My mood was as bright as that bright spring. At this time, she came, and a sense of foreboding hung over me. As I expected, she came to copy her homework, and I didn't agree. She said, "Are you friends enough?" If you are a friend, lend it to me! In order to save our dying friendship, I lent it to her, but I was always uneasy. You know, she used to be a good student, but now she has fallen to this point, and I can't help wondering. I think I'm right to be upset, because in the near future, I, she ... Sure enough, things are exposed. His father found him copying his homework on Saturday. Put it on me. Who can sacrifice everything to maintain it? I'm speechless. My inarticulate words are not equal to her eloquence. My former friend did such a thing to me, and I really should admire her. Friendship is worthless, at least she thinks so, but I once put these two words in my heart's paradise. "Everything will change, everything will change, everything will change! ! ! "I told myself over and over again," At least there are Chen Xing, Zhang Jinhua and Liu Ying! " Mom said I was comforting myself. Perhaps, only by comforting myself can I get out of my dark friendship and her shadow. Perhaps, I really should be grateful, because I walked out of the net controlled by her, came to a wider sky, and soared in the sky of Ming Che. Everything will change, she will change, you will change, I will change, I will change, I will change, I will become stiff. I hope everyone is grateful and concerned. Change, the word. All along, we have spent our time arguing.

Today, I want to calm down and talk to you.

Do you know how stressed I am? But you don't understand. Instead, you have to quarrel with me every day.

I have always been modest, patient and tolerant.

I know, those are all your love for me, but the way you love makes me feel sad as a loved one.

I am overwhelmed by the heavy study every day. Every time I face your angry face, my mood falls to the bottom.

I've always been like a prisoner in prison. In my world, only study, because only study can make me escape from this nightmare.

Leave this place where there is no freedom.

In the eyes of others, I have always been a happy angel. No one knows how much pain I have suffered inside. Nobody knows I've been pretending. In the eyes of others, I am happy, not sad.

I have always been a carefree girl.

As a mother, you don't know me at all. You don't know, my heart, you don't know, your daughter is weak.

You will never enter your daughter's heart, which is full of darkness and loneliness.

As your daughter, I know I don't deserve it, because all I give you is disappointment.

Here, the only thing I can give you is a thank you.

I can only say silently in my heart, I wish you happiness.

Thank you for all your love. Thank you for your efforts.

After seeing the cherry, I felt guilty because I treated you like that, yelling at you, saying that you were bothering me and nagging.

Now that I think about it, who am I to say you? The only thing I do is to listen and be silent.

I have always cherished this feeling, so I have always been patient.

I don't want to be the second red.

Mom, I didn't mean to accuse you, and I'm not qualified.

I just want to tell you, can you give me a piece of sky? A sky of my own, where I can be myself, I can be happy, I won't pretend, I won't hide in the corner and cry secretly.

I want to have a small world of my own and be myself.

Please let go of your hand. I'm not young anymore. I can go my own way alone. Mom, please let go of the rope that binds me. Don't keep me locked up, let me relax for a day, okay? Let me go out for a walk alone, okay? I am not a person who is good at expressing feelings. I have always hidden my love for you in my heart, in the deepest part of my heart.

I hope your teeth bask in the sun every day ~ you must be happy ~

I got to know his (her) composition in 600 words, a firm and serious face, full of wrinkles, a high nose, a pair of deeply sunken eyes under heavy eyebrows, and a tall and burly figure. This ... is my father.

I remember once, I made an appointment with my classmates to go to the mall to play, but because I overslept, I asked my grandmother to remind me that she forgot to do housework. I said angrily to my grandmother, "Grandma, how could you do this?" Because of this, my classmates can regard me as a person who is not trustworthy, and no one will believe me. "

At this time, it happened that my father came out of the room, and his serious face was full of anger. I was scared and thought, "this is over, and dad is going to hit me again." Unexpectedly, my father took me to the study and said to me earnestly, "son, when you grow up, beating is not the way." You have learned the courtesy knowledge of respecting the old and loving the young since childhood, but how can you forget it at this time? Grandma forgot that it was not her fault. She is old and has a bad memory. In addition, she has been doing too much housework, and her memory will of course be worse. She is your grandmother and my mother, so we should all respect her.

"Listened, my eyes moist, want to say something but trembling lips after all, and then slowly walked into his room.

Now I know that language is more important than force.

From then on, I always rushed to help my grandmother, and I never spoke loudly to her. I remembered my father's words and the simple words that could change my voice.

Yes, the moral quality of respecting the old and loving the young is right in front of us, but we ignore it. We often learn three-character classics, but we just don't understand the meaning. What's the point of learning them? I hope friends all over the world will remember a famous saying: "reading is easy, thinking is difficult, and it is useless without them."

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What did he (she) give me? The composition is urgent, 500 words. Beggars can often be seen in the streets.

They are dressed in dirty and rotten clothes, holding instant noodle boxes and begging from passers-by

Once, when I went to the "Pedestrian Street", I met several beggars.

They are a mother with three children and beg together on the road.

I took two yuan to buy a cone at McDonald's across the street.

But looking at their miserable appearance, I really couldn't bear it, so I gave them the two yuan.

Mother was depressed, but when she saw the two yuan, her eyes lit up and she was ecstatic. She quickly put it in her pocket and pretended to be depressed.

I saw his move and said angrily, "So they cheated money!" When I got home, I couldn't help thinking about it again.

That mother is really hateful! Use children to cheat money! She wasted other people's hard-earned money! Beggars on the street are generally elderly disabled people. If they can't support themselves, they go begging on the street.

And that mother is in good health, why not go to the factory to help others? The salary of working is also more than begging! At least, her personality was respected.

Yes, she must be lazy. She depends on others! She relies on others to support herself and her children! Poor man! Thinking of this, I realized that if people want to be happy, they must rely on themselves, not others.

People who depend on others will eventually accomplish nothing.

She taught me 400 words of composition since I was a child, and I was always encouraged: when I fell, I would hear her words of encouragement: "Don't be afraid, son!" " Stand Up! One should get up from where he fell.

"When I get grades, I will give her encouraging applause:" Boy, you are great! You are my pride! "When I fail, I will feel her encouraging eyes:" Son, don't be discouraged, don't be discouraged! "Failure is the mother of success!" ..... She is my dearest mother.

I remember that during the Spring Festival of 20 10, a chess game was held in the town, and I was one of the players.

At the beginning of the game, it was a great victory, and soon it was three games in a row.

At this time, I can't help feeling a little high, thinking: I am really an expert! It seems that I am the champion today! Ha ha ha ... the fourth inning has begun. I took a few steps to try his chess skills. It turns out that his chess skills are very poor! I am even more proud in my heart: this time, I must shave your head.

Three times five divided by two, I killed him with only one "general".

I looked up and looked around. There seems to be enough time to "play" him.

So, I have been asking his "general" with two cars and two horses, but I didn't find my door wide open, so he killed the chess.

Jingzhou fell, how careless! The regret in my heart can't be expressed in words at all

At this time, how I wish I could go back in time, even if it was only half a minute, but I know that the facts cannot be changed.

I walked out of the "battlefield" dejectedly with tears in my eyes.

When my mother saw me depressed, she knew the result of the game.

She asked nothing. She just came up to me, touched my head and whispered, "Don't lose heart, son." There is one last game.

As long as you are serious and calm, you will definitely win! Mom believes you can do it, come on! "I remembered my mother's words and threw myself into the battlefield.

At this time, my mother made a "Come on!" Look at me outside the window. Gestures.

There are more silent complaints than vocal complaints, and my heart gradually recovered.

The fifth game started, and I did as the teacher taught me.

I first used the horse as bait, led his cannon to eat my horse, then drove his horse away with the cannon, and then killed his "pawn"-"general" with the middle cannon.

He's going to be an official soon, so I'll have another "double car" to kill him off guard.

He sent the general out, and my car went down and ate his officer.

He and his other "stone" ate my car

But I was not greedy, so I killed him again.

Now he can't go back, so he can only stop the car with a gun. I ate his gun.

His "general" can only return to the center line.

But I moved the gun to the right and made a "double shot". This time his "general" has nowhere to run.

After the game, I looked up and saw my mother cheering for me ... Although I only won the second place in that game, I realized the truth that "pride goes before a fall" and I will never forget my mother's encouragement! She encouraged me.

I was doing my homework when I suddenly heard a bang behind me. I turned my head and looked at it. It turned out that a male classmate accidentally hit Hu Ziwei on the head while throwing a ruler.

Hu Ziwei felt a headache and began to cry at once.

Seeing this behind the scenes, I put down my pen and went over to comfort her and said, "Okay, okay, don't cry!" " Wait a minute and see how I teach this daredevil a lesson.

You see, your face is covered with tears when you cry like this. How ugly! "I said, and took out a napkin to help her wipe tears.

However, Hu Ziwei still kept crying, probably because she was thrown into great pain by the ruler, so she kept crying.

So, I said, "Xiao Hu, where does it hurt?" She said softly, "My head hurts.

"I stretched out my hand and gently * * * on her head, and motioned with my eyes that my classmates who had just thrown a ruler would come here.

He didn't dare not listen to me, so the man came quietly.

I said to him, "How dare you make Hu Ziwei cry? I want to fight it today.

Now I want you to make her laugh! Otherwise, you will suffer! "That classmate immediately went to consult with some classmates for a while, and then they came along soon.

A classmate said loudly, "Hu Ziwei, it was his fault that made you cry just now.

Now I apologize on his behalf! At the same time, I will give you a condolence performance.

The performance is about to start! "The other two students immediately embrace together, as if in a scuffle, for a while to the left, for a while to the right, his mouth still make strange noises from time to time.

Hu Ziwei burst into tears immediately after watching the performance.

I immediately said to her, "Hu Ziwei, you have a beautiful smile! Now look for yourself. How beautiful you smile! You can't bully Hu Ziwei anymore! Otherwise, see how I tidy up you! " "Order, promise not to bully Hu Ziwei in the future!" Everyone laughed together.

I can't forget his or her composition. I can't forget her. There is a classmate in our class. Her name is History Year. She is tall and has a round face. She doesn't usually like sounds. Although she is usually unknown, her spirit of helping others is worth learning. One day at noon, after lunch, everyone came to the school playground to play. A classmate lifted a cement board and accidentally pressed it on Shu Xiaoxing's foot in our class. Students in the history year happened to pass by here. When they saw Shu Xiaoxing crying, they asked, "What's wrong with you?" Shu Xiaoxing said that my foot was crushed and I couldn't walk. Without further ado, "Shi Xuenian picked up Shu Xiaoxing and went to the office to find a teacher, but couldn't find it. He went to the classroom of Class Three (Class Four) and couldn't find it. He went to the lunch supply center, but he still couldn't find the teacher. At this time, the historiography year was full of sweat and weak feet. Her feet hurt more than mine. "So she bullet, picked up the history year, walked to the infirmary outside the school gate. On the way, she met the teacher. Putting Shu Xiaoxing down in the history year, sitting on the ground is too tired. After the teacher knew the situation, she helped Shu Xiaoxing to the infirmary with Shi Xuenian and gave her medicine. When she went back to class, the teacher greeted her. Her spirit of helping others makes us unforgettable. .......................................................................................................................................................

Suddenly, the stage darkened, all the lights were focused on a corner, and the announcer appeared in front of us with a deaf-mute host.

I can't believe the last sentence she said: "Tonight we will enjoy the wonderful dance brought by a group of deaf-mute girls-Guanyin with a thousand hands."

"What, deaf people can learn to dance? Just as I was wondering, the curtain opened ... What caught my attention was a group of young girls, standing in a neat row, wearing carefully woven Phnom Penh underwear. The most striking thing is the girl headed by her, wearing a golden crown and with a calm smile, standing quietly in the center of the stage.

Beautiful and peaceful music sounded, the patterns on the screen behind the stage changed, and finally a dark and deep night sky was displayed.

Elegant deaf-mute girls stretched out their hands with the rhythm. At first, they were just a dazzling golden bunch, and soon they became a dazzling bunch. The color began to change, and the lights sometimes appeared dark blue, as quiet and peaceful as the starry sky; Sometimes it presents a mysterious lavender light; Sometimes it turns into gorgeous and festive golden yellow.

In the brilliant alternation, they kept shaking hands, and rows of golden fingers came and went like waves and danced like golden dragons.

Suddenly, with the light and soft piano sound, the background changed. Starting with the leading girl, she divided into several teams and danced to the sound of the piano.

Every slender body moves lightly and transforms into various dances, just like soft and swaying flowers.

The most touching dancer is that girl.

That has to start from last year.

One Sunday, my mother and I went shopping on Nanjing Road.

There was a sea of people there, and it was easy to get separated, so my mother repeatedly told me to tighten my hands.

However, there were too many people, and I was naughty, so my mother and I let go ... what can we do? You know, once separated, it's hard to find your mother again! I tried to call my mother loudly, but it was too noisy. How can my mother hear me? Fear, fear flooded my mind.

I am flushed with anxiety and my eyes are blurred ... "Little sister, what's wrong with you?" Just when I panicked, a gentle voice sounded in my ear.

I looked up and saw a middle-aged woman.

She is not tall and has heavy eyebrows.

"I can't find my mother!" "Oh, so that's it! Don't be afraid, aunt will take you to your mother! " After that, she opened the bag, took out a napkin and gently wiped the tears from her face for me.

Then, she put one hand on my shoulder and the other hand took my hand and took me to my mother.

Kind aunts sometimes ask people if they have seen a woman looking for her daughter, and sometimes stand on tiptoe and look around.

She held my hand tightly, which made me feel warm, and the fear in my heart had already disappeared without a trace.

Finally, God rewarded me, and I found my mother.

Thanks to her mother's repeated thanks, the aunt disappeared into the vast sea of people.

I really regret not asking her name and address.

However, her beautiful heart and excellent quality have been deeply imprinted in my heart. ................................................................................................................................................................ ""How disgusting! " "What a nuisance! Go away! Spit out what? Tucao! "... the students booed at once, and I felt terrible. Teacher Cao quickly calmed the students down, then came up to me and gently stroked my head, comforting me and saying, "What's the matter? Does vomiting make you comfortable? I will accompany you to see a doctor. " I was top-heavy, so I nodded reluctantly. So Mr. Cao asked the monitor to take care of the class first, and then helped me downstairs. That disgusting feeling came again. "Wow," I vomited again. This time I vomited the dirty things on Mr. Cao's clothes. I looked at Mr. Cao blankly and thought, "This is terrible. I actually soiled the teacher's clothes. What should I do? Instead of blaming me, Mr. Cao asked me kindly, "Are you all right?" I have to get you downstairs. Come on! Let me carry you! "Before I could answer, Mr. Cao had put me on his back. The teacher walked forward with heavy steps, and the sweat on his face kept flowing. I lay on the teacher's back, listening to the teacher's gentle words to comfort me, feeling a warm current all over my body, and my mood suddenly relaxed. ...

What is written in the composition "He (she) killed me one by one"? Winter is coming, the cold wind whistling outside the window, and the wind is hitting everything mercilessly.

Although it is in the south, there are still some yellow leaves flying up and down with the wind.

On the balcony, I can't feel a warm sunshine slanting on the lily.

Lily stands proudly, exuding vitality and vigor, which reminds me of him-my good example.

It was a winter as cold as it is now, and it has always been a minor illness, but it doesn't matter. First time in hospital.

One treatment after another caught me off guard, my body was almost unbearable, and I was almost desperate.

He and I are in the same ward.

He has a bright smile on his face. He doesn't seem to be a seriously ill patient.

There is a pot of lilies by his bed.

Simple and elegant white, fragrant, I used to envy him.

After a treatment, I collapsed weakly in the hospital bed.

"Stick to it, not bad!" Worthy of praise! I turned my head and saw that sunny smile. "As a reward, I will give you lilies!" "He moved the lily to my bed.

"Really?" I am very happy to ask.

"Of course! I will still lie to you? " "Thank you." "You have to stick to it!" "good".

Lily's purity quietly surrounded the ward, full of our joy.

Since then, Lily and his smile have become my pillar.

I gradually became happy again, until one day, I returned to the ward and didn't see him.

He left.

In fact, he was very ill, much more serious than me, but he never let me find out ... there were only lilies in the ward.

However, there still seems to be his voice and his smile in the ward.

The lily on the balcony is still quietly blooming.

He is a good role model for me, and I will always remember him.

He gave me a warm name "xxx, xx".

"When the teacher's loud and steady voice came straight into my ears from the former podium, I saw her shallow smile turn to me from the front, like a warm current slowly flowing through my heart.

Memories suddenly turned yellow again ... The downpour caught my heart and couldn't hide my disappointment. I held the test paper feebly, and let the raindrops beat on the bright red score, splashing small blood beads.

The evening wind is always so heartless, and it passes through my body with difficulty.

I stood alone in front of my house, frowning, alas ~ really, "I'm afraid the ship can't carry much worry."

"I shook my head and trudged down the stairs again, giving up the faint light behind me.

I sat down under one roof, surrounded by my hands, looking straight ahead, facing countless happy memories, where I spent my childhood.

Now, I sit in front of it, as if I can still hear the laughter of my childhood, which lingers in my ears for a long time.

I listened to this long-lost laughter happily, thinking: It seems that I haven't heard such heartfelt laughter since I entered junior high school.

A terrible and ferocious term "junior high school" came to my mind.

"Pa" suddenly smiled, leaving only a series of disheartened and dark clouds.

It's getting dark, the rain is getting smaller and smaller, and the air is getting colder and harder.

I hold myself and feel the "texture" of my body-a big piece of goose bumps.

Suddenly a touch of white flashed into my eyes, and now it is slowly flying towards me.

Near, near, near, I finally saw "it", it was her! I lowered my head and thought: She must have come to show me off! Well, it's all my fault that I did so badly in this exam. I really deserve it. Damn it.

I kept cursing myself in my heart.

Just as I was waiting for her to show a smug smile and spit out smug words, she reached out to me.

I just looked at her, at a loss.

I don't know when, she put an umbrella on my head to cover the big dark clouds overhead for me.

I saw that she finally spoke, but the posture of her hand never changed. She said, "Small failures are nothing. The important thing is that you can face up to difficulties and dare to challenge.

Sometimes, difficulties are also opportunities and successes.

I believe you can succeed, come on! "I looked at her and held out my hand to her without hesitation ... I came to my senses and found that she was smiling at me, so I smiled at her, and a warm current flowed into my heart. ......

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