Just recite a few articles, and the composition must be above 90 points.
mother love
"Oh, school is over!" Everyone rushed out screaming. What's the hurry? It turned out that it was raining heavily, so parents didn't trust their children, so they sent umbrellas or picked them up! Now, I am in a hurry. My father is on a business trip and my mother is not around. I think I go to school by bike. Without a poncho, you will definitely become a "drowned rat" when you get home.
When I arrived at the school gate, it was really hard to watch my classmates leave in droves with umbrellas. More and more parents came, but no one came to pick me up. At this time, Zhu Lei kindly said to me, "Let's go together. I have an umbrella." I said listlessly, "Well, I came by bike. You go first! " "Say that finish, I turned around again, sat on the stairs and continued to wait, hoping that the rain would stop, that there would be a warm oven, and that ... time passed and the rain was still falling. When I was depressed, I heard a familiar voice calling my name. I looked up and saw that my mother had come to pick me up. She said with concern, "Sit here and wait for a long time. Put on your poncho and go home! " "I said happily," you're here. Didn't you go to work today? I came by bike, mom. What brings you here? "I came by bike, too." Say that finish, we walked into the rain together.
On the way home, the rain was mixed with some wind, which made people feel a little cold and hard. My mother said to me, "Don't ride your bike too fast. Slow down and you won't feel very hard. " Although I don't wear gloves, I still feel particularly warm because I am proud of my good mother. My parents are worried about me. I will study hard and repay their love for me in the future.
Rain, selfless rain, moistens the earth and brings the beauty of nature; Motherly love, fatherly love, selfless love, compose the song of life.
She is my good friend-Fan Jiawei.
Fan Jiawei is a beautiful girl. She is slim, tall and dark, but this does not affect her beauty at all, but adds a little beauty. Her eyes are so beautiful: bright black eyes, like two shiny black pearls, and like a pair of black glass balls immersed in clear water. Any part of the steering track is smart and charming. Plus a pair of glasses with lavender frame, it looks like a "little doctor". She sometimes uses plain headdress to tie a soft and elegant hair behind her head, and her hair is braided like a "little lady".
Fan Jiawei is a good girl who is ready to help others. Once, Fan Jiawei and I were playing Woodenhead. Suddenly, a little girl accidentally tripped and fell so hard that she couldn't get up for a while. She was about to help when I stopped her and said, "It's not from our class. Whatever. She can't afford it. Let's keep playing. Don't waste time. " Unexpectedly, her eyebrows twisted into two earthworms. She said angrily to me, "You don't care about other classes, do you?" She is also a member of our school. Think about it, what it's like to fall like this without anyone to help you! "Say that finish, he walked beside the little girl, helped her up and comforted her a few words. The little girl limped back to the classroom. My face turned red. What a good classmate! What kind classmates! How selfish I am compared with her! She is a helpful girl, and I am. ...
I can't draw in art class because I forgot to bring my marker. When she saw it, she lent me the watercolor pen without hesitation, but she was criticized. I walked up to him guiltily and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so selfish ..." But she said, "It's good to know, and make a good change!" From then on, I got rid of selfishness.
This is my helpful friend.
My pencil box.
Every student has a beautiful multifunctional pencil box. Some have passwords; Some of them are fully automatic. . . . . How rich!
I also have my own pencil box. Its color is pink, with a little brown inside. It is very beautiful. Its shape is a puppy in a shirt and tie. There are two buttons on the shirt. The producer fixed it on the pencil box with steel wire. The puppy opened its black ears and grinned as if giggling. There is a cartoon on the back: a cartoon: a yellow box with three kittens blinking. One of them is still holding a baby bottle with the words "patented products, counterfeiting will be investigated" written in black. The switch of my pencil box has a password. I won't tell you my password yet. Several of my study assistants, pens, erasers and rulers, fell asleep in the pen room. Their three brothers tried their best to help me. I always work hard, so I cherish them and put them on the most beautiful upstairs. Snoopy is painted upstairs, chessboard is painted downstairs, and chess is next to it. Their bottoms are all magnets. To talk about the characteristics of my pencil case, I have to say that a small pencil case in the box is in the shape of a hound, thin and long. But it is very practical. If you bring more stationery, you can put it inside.
Once, my pencil box accidentally fell into the water. I was in a hurry because my report card and pocket money were in it. I quickly fished it out, thinking that everything was wet, and I complained about the pencil case while opening it. Unexpectedly, I was taken aback when I opened it. It turned out that the two-story design of the pencil box blocked the water, and my report card and pocket money were intact. I was speechless and looked at the wet pencil box. I don't know what to say at the moment. It's a pencil box for understanding people. It seems to say in a weak voice, "Never mind, my little master, this is my responsibility." I am very touched and cherish it more from now on.
Whenever I am free, I always like to lie quietly on my desk, staring at the blue sky, beautiful white clouds and birds, and dreaming of my future.
If I am an excellent teacher, I will give all my knowledge to my lovely classmates, teach them how to behave, teach them good qualities and tell them some extracurricular knowledge. Cultivate them to become the pillars of the country and make contributions to building a better tomorrow for the motherland.
If I were an archaeologist, I would travel all over the country with my backpack and tools. The exploration and development of all the treasures of the motherland shows the glorious history of ancient China. Let the treasure that has been sleeping for many years exert its magical and huge energy, benefit mankind and make the greatest contribution to our prosperous motherland.
If I were an architect, I would design countless beautiful high-rise buildings for the motherland, then design elegant and chic villas, and also design buildings that architects have never designed.
If I were a writer, I would travel all over the most beautiful places in the motherland, write down the beautiful rivers and mountains of the motherland one by one, and express his charm through all kinds of beautiful words I have accumulated; I will ask all the people of the motherland to write out the good deeds among them one by one, and write many touching articles to encourage everyone to be proud, confident and progressive, so that people can love their motherland and their lives more.
If I were a doctor in a hospital, I would learn all kinds of medical skills, invent acupuncture drugs that make people feel painless, and save lives. Hua tuo before learning. Eliminate the diseases of uncles, aunts, sisters and brothers; Let the elderly patients live a happy old age, and let everyone be physically and mentally healthy and live a long life.
I always wonder, will these fantasies come true? Now that I am grown up and sensible, I believe that my fantasy can only be realized if I study hard from an early age, make progress every day and learn more knowledge and skills. I am determined to study hard now and realize my dream.
My teacher has worked quietly in the education post for decades. She devoted her life selflessly to education and her students ... she was great.
I remember it was a summer a year ago, and we were waiting for the teacher to come to class. Suddenly, a thunderbolt outside the window broke the silence of summer, stopping time, lightning and thunder, and the wind was blowing hard, as if it were going to fall. There was another loud noise, and the "black pot" was cut open, and the rainstorm poured down like a waterfall. Raindrops shot at the earth like bullets ... we all picked up books and taught ourselves in despair. Soon, despite the rain, the teacher came. Suddenly, there was thunderous applause in the classroom. "Sorry, classmate, I'm late today. Can you forgive me? " Looking at the teacher's wet hair and clothes wet by rain, I was excited and distressed ... I remembered them all. The teacher took out his textbook and gave us a lesson. She is so amiable. That kind voice warms us like a mother ... it rains cats and dogs outside the window, but the classroom is full of literary heart ... For four or five years, the teacher has never missed half a class for us. This is our teacher, a conscientious teacher, a great and ordinary teacher!
Teachers not only love their work, but also care about their students as much as their children.
It was the final exam. I was so nervous that I made an old mistake-spasm. At this time, the teacher had just finished correcting a thick pile of homework. As soon as she saw it, she couldn't take care of her tired body for a day. She resolutely carried my tired body of more than 30 kilograms and went straight to the doctor. On the way, I fell on my teacher's broad shoulders, only to feel a warm current echoing in my heart. It was a hot summer day, and there was no wind all day. Sweat rolled down from her forehead. The teacher stopped suddenly. "Xiao Wei, please hold on a little longer, it will be all right soon." The teacher asked with concern. From her tone, I could feel that she was trying to restrain her shortness of breath. I bit my lower lip tightly, fought back my tears and nodded. The teacher picked me up again and walked forward step by step in the hot sun ... why did the teacher work so hard? Why ... the sun is burning! You hide, don't let our teacher worry any more; Wind! Blow it, blow away the teacher's fatigue, and don't let her suffer any more ... This is our teacher, a teacher who loves students like children, a great and ordinary teacher!
Ah! This is our teacher, who has devoted her life selflessly. He is ordinary, but not ordinary. I love my teacher, but I love her greatness more!
Looking for it for a long time. . Pick me. . O(∩_∩)O~~