My dream of composition in the third grade of primary school (Part II)

My dream, my dream.

Everyone has a strange dream. Some people dream of becoming a beautiful bird and singing in a free forest. Some dream of becoming football stars, competing for gold medals in the Olympic Games and winning glory for the motherland; Others dream of becoming a science. The cultivated corn is bigger than a thermos. ......

I also have a dream to be an excellent teacher. In class, I will tell my classmates about the rich and colorful culture in clear and pleasant Mandarin, so that they can thrive in the vast and profound knowledge ocean.

In spring, I will take them to the suburbs to listen to birds and breathe the fragrance of flowers and plants; In summer, I will take them to swim and feel the fish; Easy; In autumn, I will take them to observe the changes of plants and collect some plants as specimens to witness history; In winter, I will take them skating and have snowball fights. ......

I believe I can realize my dream and teach them the truth of being a man-as long as I have done and tried, I will not regret even if I fail. Tell them how precious time is and don't let it slip away easily. .......

What is my dream in the third grade of primary school? Life is enriched by dreams, and dreams are wonderful because of continuous action. Fly your dreams. When Stone has a dream, no one can stop him from walking to the castle. When a person has a dream, he has the motivation to go forward bravely. Maybe it's because I don't have the ability to be frustrated. From the once glorious peak to the bottomless canyon. I wish I could be as strong as an eagle and flap my wings as hard as I can. Although I tried to reach the height of an eagle after losing it, I couldn't fly at all. At most, I fluttered like a chicken and fell down. I can't fly a few feet at a time, but I always fall from a few feet high. It's like climbing a mountain, from the peak of glory to the peak of decadence. I stood on it, desperately trying to find a way out.

Youth should not give up! My dream should not stop!

An ordinary grain of sand wants to be a beautiful and dazzling pearl. How can I not want to be an accomplished person?

The feeling of youth is like sitting in a valley, sitting on the stone steps by a stream. The wind blows on my face, and the catkin petals fall to the ground, as if I were in a fairyland. So free, so light, so beautiful.

The years of youth, like a meteor across the horizon, are dazzling. Although it was only a short moment, it was still so brilliant.

Our youth, like white gardenia, contains a kind of purity and a lasting fragrance, with a hint of publicity in introversion. She has no charm of roses, no truth of peonies, no sorrow of chrysanthemums, but is simple, so pure and so sacred.

During this period of youth, we lost something. We use learning instead of freedom and spend more time struggling and struggling. Although we occasionally lose our way, our dreams always guide us forward like pilot lights in the sea, because the storm has passed and there are more new challenges waiting for us. Even if I can't reach the sky in one step, I would like to "climb up step by step/fly forward at the highest point with a blade/dream big in a small day/one day I will have my own day" like a snail.

The premise of success is to seize the opportunity. The premise of grasping the opportunity is not to put your hand into your pocket. Let's stretch out our hands, unlock our dreams, let them fly and work hard for them!

Dreams, dreams, come true with little handsome cats!

My dream is to be an actor. Everyone has a dream, some want to be a scientist, some want to be a musician, some want to be a policeman, but I want to be a doctor most.

Because I was sick once and felt very uncomfortable, my father quickly sent me to the hospital. The doctor took my temperature first and listened to my heartbeat. Then he gave me a needle and gave me some medicine. I stopped for a while and felt much more comfortable. I'll be well in a couple of days, which makes me feel that doctors are really amazing. I just want to be a doctor, a doctor who can treat many patients.

When the doctor has cured a person's illness, there will be no pain and no need to be hospitalized. How sad it is that doctors can't cure patients, and patients will still suffer from diseases and die!

So when I grow up, I must be a doctor who can cure everyone's diseases. At that time, patients can be reunited with their families. How happy they are! From now on, I will study hard, work hard for myself, be an excellent student and work hard to realize my dream as soon as possible!

My third grade composition dream (2)

I am 9 years old and have many dreams like everyone else. What I like best is to be a doctor, because it can help others get rid of diseases and let them live a healthy and happy life.

Do you know why I want to be a doctor? I remember once my sister was very ill and went to the hospital to prescribe some medicine for her. I kept crying because I was too bitter to eat. Mom and dad are anxious like ants on hot bricks, and there is nothing they can do. At that time, I thought, if only I could develop a medicine that tastes like candy, so that all children are not afraid to take medicine.

Later, I often saw on TV that many poor people in rural areas suffered from diseases because they had no money to see a doctor. Others lost their precious lives because of incurable diseases. So I must study hard from now on and become a famous doctor when I grow up.

My dream is beautiful, I know it is difficult to realize, but I believe that as long as I work hard, my dream will come true one day.

My dream of composition in the third grade of primary school (3)

Everyone has their own dreams. My dream is to be a painter.

I love painting since I was a child, and I like painting. Once you pick up a pen, you never know when to put it down. Hungry oh insisted on learning to draw from kindergarten to sixth grade. With the growth of age, the skills of painting have also improved. From children's painting to Chinese painting to sketch, they all have their own unique painting methods. Children can't draw with a black watercolor pen first, and the lines of the sketch can't be erased ... they are very happy every time they finish painting. Because I have a new work. Every time the teacher leaves the homework of handwritten newspaper, most students sigh, but I think it is a happy thing to do handwritten newspaper. Not only can you show your strength, but you can also feast your eyes on others.

In order to realize and complete my dream of being a painter, I insist on taking a painting tutorial class, drawing a painting every day and finishing my art homework on time. Although I am far from becoming a painter, I believe that as long as I make unremitting efforts, gold will shine. I know it's better to grasp the present than to fantasize. Don't let the dream be just a dream forever, but a reality. I want to study hard now and pave a perfect road for my future growth!

The third grade of primary school, the second book, is about dreams.

If your faith is still firm, then no one can make you fall.

-Martin Luther King

After a winter silence, the butterfly saved all her strength and finally turned her dream of flying into reality. After five years of silence, Yimihua broke out her lifelong efforts and finally revealed the fragrance to everyone. Stick to your faith and let go of your dreams, and you will dominate your own world.

"The day will come, and people will have to work hard, starve their bodies and be empty ..." After enduring the torture of removing kneecaps, Sun Bin patiently, persistently and persistently completed an ancient art book, The Art of War by Sun Bin. Sun Bin, how many people are impressed by your knowledge and wealth, and how many people are impressed by your intelligence?

"Heaven is strong, and gentlemen are constantly striving for self-improvement." This sentence has inspired many people with lofty ideals and revived many people who have lost their way. A Bing, a blind composer, felt that your soul was deeply shocked in the wandering of "a few happy families and a few sad families", so a song "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon" was born in your erhu. Soft music and sincere feelings touched everyone. Although your eyes are blind, there is a lamp of faith in your heart to guide you. Under the guidance of the heart lamp, you fly your dreams to the music hall and create a new world of national music.

How can you forget Zhuge Liang's hard work in Nanshan? Your talent makes Liu Bei look at the thatched cottage without regret, and your chic makes many scholars argue, but you are calm. This is the fruit of your diligence. "The smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley", "Don't talk about peaches and plums, you have your own way". You know that your efforts will be rewarded in the end, and you are just waiting for the day when your dream comes true. With the support of faith, you have created a great career.

Set up your faith, set your dream free, and you can take it to beautiful places. Set up your faith, let go of your dreams, and you will have a better tomorrow. Let your dreams fly and your beliefs bloom.

Saturday morning is a sunny day.

Mother is washing clothes in the yard. Xiaohong saw it and said, "Mom, let me help you." Mother brought a basin full of water, then soaked the clothes in the water and poured the washing powder. Xiaohong rubbed her collar first, then her sleeves, then washed the front of the clothes, and finally washed the back. After a while, she washed her clothes. She changed a basin of water to wash the washing powder off her clothes and prepared to dry them. Xiaohong can't reach the clothesline. She thought about it and stood on the stool. Mother handed Xiaohong the wringed clothes. Xiaohong took the clothes, unfolded them and hung them neatly on the rope. With the joint efforts of Xiaohong and her mother, she finally hung up all the clothes.

After a hard morning, her mother praised Xiaohong: "When you grow up, you can help your mother with housework." Xiaohong's red face showed a happy smile.

The answer to the blank page of the third grade composition in primary school does not need an arrow. As long as you pull the bow, the geese can fall.

I saw that it was a goose, and it was flying very slowly. I heard a sad cry and judged that it was an injured and lonely goose. According to the empirical analysis, this kind of goose will be very scared when it hears the string sound, because it is afraid that it will fly desperately. And because of the injury, the wound will crack when you force it. After the wound splits, you can't fly, you can only fall. Finally, it is concluded that geese can fall without arrows, just by pulling the bow.

Yesterday, my mother bought four goldfish for me to keep.

I love them! The colors of goldfish are: gold, black, milk, and one is gold with a little black. They are really cute!

At the beginning, four goldfish were put in a fish tank. For a fish tank, there were probably too many fish. They didn't have enough space to live freely, so a black goldfish died.

Dad said, "buy another black goldfish and a fish tank tomorrow." I think: by tomorrow, they can move freely because there is enough space to feed them. I'm so happy!

Today, my mother and I went to the street and bought a fish tank and a goldfish. I immediately gave them a fish tank and put some stones in it.

Since they were assigned to a fish tank, they have been able to move freely. You chase after me and play with each other. I think they are very happy. There is only one earth for human beings, so there is such a big living space. If human beings no longer control the population and practise family planning, especially if China does not control it, then our living space will become smaller and smaller, and we will probably die like goldfish. I often listen to my parents talk about family planning, and now I really understand why we should engage in family planning.

How to write my unique skill? I have a unique skill, which I learned from my mother.

Once, I had nothing to do at home. Seeing my mother cooking jiaozi, I ran to her and said, "Mom, teach me how to cook jiaozi!" " "Good!" Mother answered brightly. So my mother explained to me while going down to jiaozi: first put water in the wok, and then cover the lid. When the water boils, pour it into jiaozi and cook it. Add some cold water after the water boils. Repeat this three times, and jiaozi will be cooked. I looked at it and said, "Mom, it's very simple! "So I practiced it myself, boiled jiaozi with water, and added cold water. But I felt that it had been boiled for so long, and it was long overdue. I couldn't wait to take out jiaozi and put one in my mouth, but I knew that it was cooked outside and half-cooked inside. Mom smiled and said, "You can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient. "Then, pour the bowl of jiaozi into the pot and cook it again. Later, after several times of practice, I didn't break any of the jiaozi I cooked, and the degree of cooking was just right, so I became a master of cooking jiaozi at home. Later, whenever I ate jiaozi at home, cooking jiaozi became my patent. Even cooking jiaozi on New Year's Eve requires my master to go out in person. ...

Although being jiaozi is my unique skill, which makes me feel very proud, I still want to learn more unique skills and compare with others.

The third grade exercise book of primary school, the second volume of Chinese, is disappointing.

How to coach the composition of Chinese dream in the third grade of primary school? I remember that day, I had a Chinese class. The Chinese teacher is writing on the blackboard, but somehow the class is in chaos. "The students are talking with relish." The teacher stared at us calmly, and the students dared not say a word. But when the teacher wrote on the blackboard again, "the students whispered again." The teacher turned his head to us again and gave us a good lesson. We were silent, but the Chinese teacher was still angry with us. We sat there motionless, and the monitor asked us to study there. Teacher Ma came in a hurry and said that we were unified. Then she called the students to the office, and finally they came back, looking very happy.