Everyone must have been exposed to composition, especially narrative. Narrative mainly reflects life and expresses the author's thoughts and feelings by writing the experiences of characters and the development and changes of things. How to write this type of composition? The following is the narrative of my family, which I carefully arranged. Welcome to read the collection.
Story narration of my family 1 There are three pillars in my family, the tallest and thickest pillar is my father, the widest and warmest pillar is my mother, and I grew up under the care of my parents.
Poor health, catching a cold every season, catching a cold in the hottest summer, having appendicitis and having a knife. Because I am often ill, all the doctors, uncles and nurses in the hospital know me. Every time I see my listless arrival, I will jokingly say, "Why did you come to see us again? That's very kind of you. "
One winter, my parents took me back to my grandfather's house in the north for the New Year. Winter is much colder than Suzhou, and it will snow ankle deep. Of course, I didn't hold on and caught a cold as usual. I should have a runny nose first, then cough, and then go to the hospital to pump water. This is my "Cold Trilogy", but this time it is a little different from before.
That night, my father got together with his classmates and came home very late. I have taken a shower and got into the warm bed. I want to have a good sleep. But the reality is cruel. I had a bad cough and woke up my parents. My mother came to my room in frustration and saw that my face was red. I touched my forehead and felt very hot. I took out the thermometer in the drawer and measured it. My mother suddenly woke up and asked my father to drive me to the nearest hospital. Somehow, I fell asleep in the car.
After waking up, I lay in the hospital for intravenous drip. My parents are with me. Seeing their tired appearance, I asked my father to go back to the car to have a rest. Let my mother accompany me first. As time went by, it was obvious that my mother was very sleepy, but she persisted and asked me if I wanted to drink water. I replied that I love you, and my mother smiled knowingly.
This is a small matter, but also a story full of love, deeply hidden in my heart.
My family's story narrative 2 There are many stories in my family, just like grapes on a grape trellis. Some of them are bright in color, some of them are rich in fragrance ... As for me, I will choose the best and the best to taste for you.
Hey, look, the common "remote control grabbing game" at home is about to start again. The protagonist is naturally mom and dad, and occasionally there will be an episode, that is, my little sister and me!
The long-lost alarm clock rang again and the quartz clock rang eight times. Dad quickly turned in from the window and transferred to watch the league with the remote control in his hand. Just then, the agile mother flew over like a plane, landed on her father like a UFO, grabbed the remote control and tuned to watch the TV series "Rock-breaking". My little sister jumped in front of the TV and used the button to tune to the "Children's Channel" to watch cartoons. I used to watch cartoons with my little sister. Dad went to mom to grab the remote control, and mom used the remote control to adjust the channel. My little sister and I built an iron wall with our bodies, and the remote control failed. Woody cherry is so beautiful when it uses magic! "Little sister can't help admiring, I said," yes! Xiao Ming is also pretty cool. "
"bang!" Mother's quartz clock rang again, and my sister and I watched cartoons. My mother said sadly, "Alas, I didn't watch this episode again." Dad pretended to be angry and said, "old woman, it's all your fault." I can't watch my league. " "The old man blames you for not seeing my' broken rock'." Me and MM Tantan hand, smiled at each other and said, "We have something to do, so we have to go first ..." Mom and Dad were still right.
The stars outside the window are blinking, and the moon is smiling at us, as if playing this "fun" game with us, but this "cartoon" is really beautiful!
My family story narrative 3 I have a warm and happy family with many stories. Every time I recall the story that happened at home, I can't help laughing.
The story that happened in my home is the happiest time in my memory. I still remember one winter vacation when my parents took me back to my hometown. Most of the features of my hometown have not changed. Year after year, no matter what earth-shaking changes have taken place outside, my hometown is still the hometown I remember.
After my parents and I went back to our hometown, my grandparents were waiting for us to come back early. At the dinner table at home, grandparents specially prepared lunch for us. This story of my family happened at the dinner table.
"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables, these vegetables can be planted by your grandmother and me." Grandpa looked at us happily and said that he didn't forget to put food in our bowl. After I took the food from my grandfather, I said thank you to him. "What are people polite about?" Grandma spoke. Grandma looked at me left and right, and then said, "Eat more. Look at you, you've lost a lot of weight. " So, grandma put a lot of dishes in my bowl. You know, grandparents are all sandwiched by a big chopstick, so the scene that appears in front of me is that the dishes in the bowl are piled high.
When I looked at this big bowl of food, I couldn't help smiling at my grandparents because I didn't eat so much. Just when I wanted to shirk and take out the dishes in the bowl, grandma pretended to be a bad expression and said, "You have to believe that you can finish eating." No, I can only say this to my grandmother in my heart, believing that I can finish eating, so I eat bit by bit.
I was a little surprised when I really ate all the dishes in the bowl. Grandparents looked at me and smiled with satisfaction, and my parents also showed a slightly surprised expression.
During these days with my grandparents, I felt their kindness. I love them and my family.
My family's story narrative 4. You will be puzzled when you see the title of this article. Defend rights? What right? To tell the truth, it is to protect the rights and interests of consumers. How to defend rights? Let me show you the way slowly!
This matter has to start from the day after my family moved into the new house for a month. When it was dawn that morning, I suddenly heard my aunt exclaim, "Ah! Why is there so much water in the living room! " Mom put on her nightgown like lightning and rushed to the bedroom door with a step: Wow! The water is about to overflow into the bedroom! Blocked by the marble doormat at the door of the bedroom, I saw the world of water on the floors of the living room, study, dining room and kitchen. Fortunately, it was summer, and my parents went barefoot to find the source of the leak. After a long groping, they finally found the culprit-the faucet in the kitchen sink leaked. Mom said, "It's a hot and cold faucet. When I bought it at that time, I wanted to buy a good quality one. So its price is not cheap, 320 yuan, a dealer warmly recommended! I didn't expect it to be so durable. " Because my father is a policeman and his work is very busy, he hurriedly turned off the main water valve at home, went to work and gave it to his mother. After eight o'clock, my mother went to the dealer's shop, explained the situation to him and asked him how to deal with it. When the trafficker saw that her mother came alone and it was a woman, she wanted to deny it. We're talking about our family, not his shop. There's never anything like this in their shop. Hearing this, my mother turned blue and said angrily, "See you at 123 15!" The dealer also said maliciously: "It's the same everywhere, whatever you want!"
At nine o'clock, three uncles in industrial and commercial uniforms came to my house. They brought cameras and other equipment, took notes for our family, took many photos of faucets, and asked our family to provide invoices and other relevant evidence.
A few days later, the uncles in industrial and commercial uniforms came again, followed by two people. The uncles told us in detail the reason why the faucet leaked, which led to the damage of our wooden floor and a large area of water. They also introduced the factory representatives and distributors with smiles. The dealer smiled and apologized to his mother and handed over more than 7,000 yuan in compensation. Although this 7,000 yuan looks small, it embodies the wisdom and hard work of industrial and commercial uncles these days.
Although the rights protection incident in our family has come to an end, the rights protection incident in the whole country and even the whole world is far from over. I hope that manufacturers and distributors will not give up the most precious things such as quality and reputation for money, and I also hope that the bell of 123 15 will never ring again!
Story narration of my family 5 There have been many stories in my family, but last Sunday was the one that made me laugh and cry the most.
That day, I was absorbed in reading funny cartoons at home and occasionally laughed out loud. Suddenly, I heard a terrible cry of "ah". Suddenly, my scalp was numb, my hands were weak, and my legs were "jumping". A sense of foreboding spread throughout my body. I stood there motionless for a long time? I finally woke up and rushed to the kitchen downstairs at a speed of 100 meters. When I got to the kitchen, I saw that the blazing flame had risen to three feet. In an instant, my mother and I cried in unison. The "Snow Prince" who washed his hair in the bathroom heard the cry and rushed to the burning kitchen without hesitation, regardless of the glistening foam on his head. In the kitchen, "Snow Prince" stood there stupefied, like a puppet. At this time, I used my quick wits and shouted, "Mom, cover the pot quickly!" " "My mother heard my words and immediately went to get the pot cover, but she was so nervous that the pot cover fell to the ground. I asked her to put the hot pot on the ground. At this time, the "Snow Prince" used face washing water to put out the "hot pot", but it was bound to spill a lot of "fire and oil" of different sizes. It suddenly occurred to me that the teacher said in science class: Never pour water into the oil pan when it is on fire. It is safer and more effective to use sand or cover the pot. Thought of here, I quickly stopped my father, and then the three of us worked together to put out the "Ran Ran fire". Father carefully covered the lid, and finally, we put out the "Ran Ran Fire".
Afterwards, I asked my mother, "Why did the pot burn?" My mother said trembling, "that's because I cook while watching movies." Oh! It turns out that adults and children can't do things half-heartedly!
My family's story narrative 6 There are many stories in my family. What is the most unforgettable story for me? Please listen to me slowly.
One night, when I came home from school, I saw my mother cooking in the kitchen. I think: Today is my birthday. What will my mother do? My heart is full of curiosity. I quickly put down my schoolbag and ran to the kitchen. Ah, why are these just a few dishes? I looked at my mother with puzzled eyes. My mother fired the rice without even looking back. I was so sad that I ran upstairs and hid in my room and began to cry.
After a while, I thought to myself: hey, will mom have any surprises for me, and I can't say.
It's time to eat. I came to the restaurant. I took the opportunity of eating to conduct a rigorous investigation. I said, "Mom, what day is it today?" "What day? I don't know! " Mother casually replied. I won't give up. Keep asking. I said to my father, "Dad, is my birthday coming soon?" "ah? When is your birthday? " Dad answered coldly. I continued to ask, "Mom, did you go shopping in Lianjiang today?" "No, why?"
In this way, no matter how I ask, my parents' answers can't satisfy me. I'm sad. I'm angry. I cried and shouted, "today is obviously my birthday, but you forgot." I hate you! " "I ran upstairs again, hiding in the room and crying.
After a while, my father called me downstairs and told me to come down. I shouted several times in a row and ignored him.
I crustily skin of head and walked slowly downstairs. Why are all the lights in the downstairs room turned off? I turned on the light. "Happy birthday!" Mom and dad said in unison. I said inexplicably and excitedly, "Didn't you say you forgot?"
Mother said, "How could we forget? Son, we want to give you a surprise. " Dad lit the candles in the birthday cake, and mom asked me to make a wish. I quickly made a wish and then blew out the candle.
At this time, students who came to wish my birthday sent me birthday cards in succession. Dad cut the birthday cake and gave it to everyone. I ate the sweet birthday cake, and tears came out involuntarily. Everyone looked at me and smiled, and I smiled.
This is a good story of my family, which I will never forget.
My family's story narrative 75 1 took three days off, and the community held the "Welcome to the Olympics-Learn English" activity, and our whole family actively participated. This activity is divided into primary group, intermediate group and advanced group. Grandpa and dad knew nothing about English and signed up for the junior group. Mom knows a little, so she reported to the intermediate group; As for me, there must be a large number of old people and students and children signing up for the "English class" in the community. My level is not bad, so I boldly went to the registration office of the advanced group.
On May 1 the first class, my family arrived in the "classroom" early, waiting for class. There are neither bells nor whistles here. With the arrival of the teacher, the course officially began. "Hello everyone! I am your English teacher. " The teacher stepped onto the platform. "Well, let's have the first class." Pointing to the words on the blackboard, he said, "Is it a book or an apple that I read with ..." At first, it was particularly simple, but later it became more and more difficult. Finally, I was a little behind, so I dared to raise my hand and let the teacher read it again. Just when I was having fun, class was over today. When he got home, grandpa said a little angrily, "Hey, is this really a mule or a horse walking?" . As for Lao Zhang in Unit 2, although he is usually taciturn, he speaks English very well and is really hidden. He usually loses everything about me, but today he caught up with me. Hey, hey, I will work harder. You can teach me more these days and scare him! "I nodded and made a firm gesture." How do you say "how are you"? ""Grandpa, yes, this time. "Grandpa is very keen on learning English." Yue Yue, how do you say "I like English"? Grandpa asked another question, and I patiently answered "I like English" because the Olympic Games were held in Beijing. If you meet a foreigner when you go out for a walk, how do you say "welcome to Beijing?" "Oh, great, I can compete with your grandpa Zhang this time." "I wish you victory!" I finished this study with laughter, and grandpa can speak a few words of English. I'm so happy for grandpa.
Our whole family is studying English hard and making progress every day. My family and the growth of the Olympic Games!
My family's story narrative 8 Maybe you have only heard of the case of the gourd monk breaking the gourd, but have you ever heard of the case of parents being confused? Let me tell you something. However, this is indeed as coincidental as rapeseed falling into a pinhole.
One afternoon, I was doing my homework, and the teacher assigned a composition entitled "Home Life". I searched the whole brain. There is no material at all. Well, I hit my head. How should I write it? Suddenly, a cat jumped in, and my eyes lit up, like a director seeing a good actor, and I quickly caught up. However, in the end, not only did the actor not be caught, but he was also taken to court.
It turned out that the judge's parents had been investigating at the door for a long time, and my every move fell into the judge's eyes. I was just about to escape when the judge sneered, sent a guard to stop me, ignored my cry, handcuffed me and took me to court.
Now' trial'! The judge gave me a fright by shouting loudly. My father looked at me coldly: Li Minghui, do you know what this crime is? I was too scared to look him in the eye: my Lord, all wet! The grass people were rehearsing a sketch called "Teasing the Cat", but it was misunderstood by adults. Really wrong! You're quibbling! The judge mercilessly rejected my appeal. I pouted like a fish sucking water to express my dissatisfaction and grievances. At this time, my defense lawyer spoke: Don't be so fierce, be careful to scare the children, and convince others by reasoning. So, dad began to take a soft offensive: you, specially make time to write your composition, even if it is not good, you are still teasing the cat there. I felt that when I was a child, I had to work whenever I was free and write a composition every half month. We already have a score in mind and a' score' in mind, and our' reasoning' will be smooth. My compositions "Planting Potatoes" and "Snaking" won the first prize in the county!
Well said, well said! Who is this? It turned out that the teacher came to visit this family: originally, he came to see the situation after the school reduced the burden, but he didn't expect to meet this family in a' court session'. This is really a special occasion. The teacher came up to my parents: writing pays attention to real people and telling stories. But many students still' wear new shoes and take the old road'. Some of them circled in the composition selection, and some let their parents be stunned by the teacher's closed door, and thanked them again and again.
Since the teacher's home visit, my father's attitude towards me has taken a 180 degree turn, and there are few court sessions. At this time, our family got together. Guess what we are doing? We are revising domestic laws and regulations.