A 500-word essay describing the scene after dinner

1. Using dinner as a unit, describe life scenes and write a composition

A mother is a delicious fruit. After she dedicates her beloved flesh to her children, she makes a great contribution to herself. All that's left is a hard core. ——Inscription

How can we forget the love of family? It is a great kindness and hard work. In addition to providing us with all our needs in teaching daily life, providing food, and studying, etc. when we were young, our mother also worked hard for us without regrets and created an excellent environment for us. No matter what the situation, mother will put her love on us.

This is no longer an exaggeration. Many of us mothers are so busy with our affairs, family and work, that eventually even our hair turns gray. Late every night, my mother returned home with her tired body. The moonlight covered by dark clouds in front of the house was so weak and dim, watching her mother continue to write manuscripts in front of the window. Yes, which of our mothers does not work hard, leaves early and comes home late, does not provide the best living conditions for their children, and there are mothers who do not want to see their children satisfied and happy, and they are in our Give silently when you are happy.

When we were very young, our mother helped us slowly learn to deal with our own affairs, just like an eagle helps an eagle practice flying; like a lion training its cubs to catch food. We must know how much effort our mothers put into us so that we can learn to deal with simple and practical things around us: in order for us to learn to tie our shoes and use chopsticks to eat, they teach us again and again, and let us learn to do so again and again. Another practice to correct our mistakes; in order for us to learn to wash our own clothes and tie our own buttons, they trained us step by step so that we could learn how to handle ourselves so that we would not rely on others for everything and help us grow up. What should be learned determines the foundation.

Mother can bring us warmth and courage, allowing us to move forward bravely without unnecessary threats. I remember that when I was a child, I had a high fever of 39 degrees and pressed on my forehead. The constant pain from the high fever made me extremely uncomfortable all day long. Finally, I went to the hospital to see a doctor. There was no doubt that the result was to give me a blood-curdling shot. Naturally, I got goosebumps after hearing about the injection. I ran around the hospital, but the nurses caught me and took me to the injection room. When I saw the shining needle shaking in the sky, my nervous heart was shaken again and I cried loudly. Finally, my mother came in. She asked me to quiet down with a gentle voice, then sat down and said to me: "When you feel pain, just bite my hand and let me share some of the pain and cry for you." After hearing this, I blinked my tearful eyes and asked, "Can you really share my pain?" Well! "My mother's simple words made me feel relieved. During the injection, I did feel pain, so I bit my mother's arm tightly, which really relieved a lot of pain. After it was over, I raised my head and looked at my mother. , I saw that my mother was already in tears. Do you really think that as long as we bite our mother's arm when we feel pain, the pain will be relieved? No, it was just my mother's firm words that shocked me and filled me with confidence and hope. Courage to overcome unknown difficulties.

For more things, we not only need mother's love, but more importantly, we are dependent on mother's company. ? When I was in the third grade of elementary school, my mother was out of town for a week. That night, I was so panicked. I hugged my mother's hand tightly when I slept, worrying about her leaving. After a while, I fell asleep... Bang, there was a slight door closing. The sound woke me up. I scratched my left hand and stretched my right hand in panic, but the only thing that made me sure was that my mother went out of town that night. While looking at the street from the window, I watched school from three o'clock in the morning until I was willing to give up. In this way, for seven days, I cooked, washed, practiced, bathed and slept by myself. So lonely, so lonely, even in the dark night, it made me feel scared. When my mother came back, I immediately rushed to greet her... Although it has been a long time, I still dare not recall it now that I am in the first grade of junior high school. , let alone live this kind of life again.

The term mother is holy under any circumstances, and she will pay for you at all costs. On May 12, 2008, a magnitude 8 earthquake occurred in Wenchuan County, Aba Tibetan and Qiang Autonomous Prefecture, Sichuan Province. After the earthquake, the search team found a great mother while looking for survivors: Although she had died long ago, she still kept her knees on her legs. Two hands supported the ground, thus forming a protective shield for the child below. When the medical staff went to check the child's injuries, they suddenly found a child's mother's mobile phone with a text message written on it: "Dear baby, if you While you are still alive, you must remember that I love you." Such a simple and simple sentence reflects a mother risking her own life for her children. It was conveyed on the mobile phone, and everyone who saw it burst into tears. Who would have thought that. This mother uses the life of love to protect the weak lives below. Mother's love is great. She is willing to do everything for us, including actions we never thought of. In short, mother is willing to do anything for your life.

Time is not forgiving, and the youth of mothers is quickly overwhelmed by family and social affairs. What is replaced is a line of earthworm-like wrinkles on the forehead, and a conspicuous wrinkle is replaced. White hair. This allows us to clearly see our mother's white hair. Each white hair has a touching story. It makes us re-recognize our great and lovely mother and more clearly realize that what our mother does is closely related to us. of. 2. Fragment composition, 400 words, the scene is after dinner, mainly showing family harmony

After dinner, my family was busy again.

Grandma picked up the sweater, put on her reading glasses, and started knitting. Her movements were very skillful and she could knit quickly stitch by stitch without using her eyes. Grandpa picked up the newspaper and read it carefully. , although he didn’t read many books when he was a child, he had the broadest knowledge in our family; my mother put on a green apron and sleeves as usual to clean up the dishes; my father walked into the study room and picked up the books from the bookshelf. I went up to read the book "World Celebrities" and I was doing my homework in front of my small square table. When I was about to finish writing, I encountered a difficult problem. I couldn't think of it after thinking about it. Finally, I racked my brains. In my brain, I suddenly remembered the method I learned in the Mathematical Olympiad class, and it didn't take long to figure out the answer. At this time, my mother finished her work in the kitchen and came to check on the completion of my homework. After checking, my mother gave me a thumbs up and said, "Yiyi, you are awesome, you wrote everything correctly."

I happily said to my mother; "Thank you for your compliment, I will continue to work hard." My mother smiled happily when she heard what I said, and I laughed too. I felt so happy to live in such a warm family. 3. How to write a 500-word essay on After Dinner

After Dinner

"Dong dong dong..." The big clock struck 8 times, 20:00 Beijing time. Dad has already returned home from work, and the family has already had dinner and went to do their own things.

I was lying on the bed, holding a horror novel and watching it quietly. As I watched, cold sweat broke out on my forehead - it was from being frightened. I put down the book gently, rubbed my eyes, and pressed my temples with my thumbs. I immediately jumped out of bed and ran to the computer room.

My dad is sitting in a chair, playing Go with others on the computer. He keeps playing, frowning, and muttering: "This game is over..." Sometimes someone complains loudly: " Why can't this person do it?" Dad was so focused on the computer that he didn't even know I was approaching. I coughed lightly, and then he turned his face, smiled and said, "Come and watch me kill. One plate!" I snorted, ignored him, and turned my attention to my mother.

Mom is typing on the computer non-stop, seeming to be chatting with someone. Taking a closer look, oh, it turns out there is business again. My mother sells leather goods online and sits in front of the computer all day long. I watched her typing quickly, and I couldn't help but admire her. I saw my mother typing for a while, then left her seat, went to find the product that the customer was interested in, and checked it inside and out. There was nothing wrong with it. , then hurriedly wrapped it into a package and waited to be sent out the next day.

I looked at them and sighed again - hey, I can't play on the computer now... 4. I want a composition about the Last Supper of 400-500

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"The Last Supper" is a representative work of the famous Italian Renaissance painter Leonardo da Vinci.

The theme of the work is taken from biblical stories. Judas reported to the government that before Christ was about to be arrested, he had dinner with the Twelve Apostles. During the dinner, Christ calmly told the news that someone had betrayed him. Leonardo da Vinci's work is when Christ said these words. situation. The painter used various techniques to vividly depict the calmness and serenity of Christ, as well as the different postures and expressions of the twelve disciples. This work conveys rich psychological content.

Leonardo da Vinci changed the traditional treatment of this subject in the early Renaissance. The figures in the picture are arranged in a row, with Christ as the center, and the twelve disciples are divided into four groups, symmetrically arranged in two side, forming a whole that is interspersed with changes and unified with each other. Leonardo da Vinci successfully used composition and light to create a series of characters with distinctive personalities.

On the eve of celebrating Passover, Jesus and his twelve disciples sat at the table and had a meal to celebrate Passover. There were thirteen people at the dining table, and this was their last dinner together.

At the dinner table, Jesus suddenly felt troubled. He told his disciples that one of them would betray him; but Jesus did not say that he was Judas, and the disciples did not know who would betray Jesus.

"The Last Supper" by the great Italian artist Leonardo da Vinci is the most famous of all works created on this theme. This painting was painted directly on the dining room wall of a monastery in Milan.

Sitting along the table were the twelve disciples, forming four groups, with Jesus sitting in the center of the table. He spread his hands in a sad gesture, signaling that one of his disciples had betrayed him.

Most of the disciples jumped up in excitement, but the image of Jesus was so calm. We can see his clear outline set off in the windows on the background wall. Through the windows, we see the tranquil scenery, and the blue sky surrounds Jesus' head like a halo.

In the group to the right of Jesus, we see a dark face, leaning back, as if shrinking back from Jesus. His elbows were resting on the dining table and he was clutching a money bag. We know he is the traitor, Judah Iscariot.

The money bag in Judas’ hand is a symbol of him. It reminds us that he is the person who kept the money for Jesus and the other disciples. The money bag contains the reward of thirty silver coins for betraying Jesus.

Even if he is not holding the money bag, we can identify this sinful enemy Judas through the way Leonardo painted.

Next to the side shadow of Judas is St. Peter. We can also see his silver hair and white hands, leaning towards the young St. John. Peter's right hand hanging on his hip was holding a knife, and as if by accident, the tip of the knife was pointed at Judas' back.

St. John's head bowed toward Peter. Of all the disciples, he was Jesus' favorite. John was as calm as Jesus, having understood his Master's words.

To the left of Jesus is little James. He spreads his hands wide and screams as he tries to understand the terrible words he hears.

Looking over Little James's shoulder, we see St. Thomas, puzzled Thomas, whose doubtful look is expressed by his raised finger.

On the other side of Little James, St. Philip leans toward Jesus, putting his hands on his chest as if to say: "You know my heart, and you know that I will never betray you." His face was troubled with love and devotion.

The six disciples surrounding Jesus are at the center of the story.

Bartholomew and old Jacob's bodies leaned towards them, while old Andrew beside them did not stand up, but he wanted to listen, so he raised his hands as if to ask for silence.

The last three disciples are left on the right. They are discussing what Jesus said, and their fingers are pointing to the center of the table.

Everything we see happens in this great work, but every time we admire it, we gain new meaning from the emotions and characters of the disciples. 5. A 200-word essay on the scene of the Last Supper

In the evening, at exactly 7 o'clock, my classmates from primary school and I met in a big restaurant to hold a Last Supper for 32 of our friends.

We held this dinner secretly. Each of us came out without telling our parents, we just told them that we were out to play.

After this dinner, we will all disappear in each other’s eyes. Among the 32 brothers who have gone through six years of primary school, we recall that in the first grade of primary school, we walked into this unforgettable place together. Class X0202, at that time, we were not familiar with each other, but we were equally childish. The first week has passed, and we have become friends. The first semester passed and we all became good friends. Six years of primary school have passed, and we have become brothers who voted for each other. In the 6 years of primary school, we studied together, grew up together, and struggled together; we experienced ups and downs together and have become one, but it is a pity that there is no banquet that never ends. The yesterday we walked through is getting further and further away. We all long to start over, but all we have is fantasy. Time only erases reality, but it cannot erase our memories and friendship. Our X0202 will always be alive and he will never disappear.

This evening, each of us had a glass of wine, a glass of wine that will always be in our hearts. During this dinner, we all felt that the rice and vegetables were very salty, because we cried to eat, and the endless tears were like water, and the water was a symbol of our friendship.

We didn’t finish elementary school until 11:30, and ushered in the mysterious middle school. After returning home, we were obviously scolded by our parents, but we didn't regret it because we did it voluntarily. When we were lying on the bed at night, we all shed tears again. I cried all night, and some classmates fell asleep crying. Go to sleep, go to sleep, you can forget the pain when you sleep. 6. Describe the dining scene in the primary school cafeteria in 500 words

The phrase "reach the cafeteria alive" has become a quietly popular slogan in the class. This is not because the cafeteria is far away, but because nowadays "the cafeteria" is "drag". This trend is also very popular among teachers, which makes us suffer from hunger while eagerly looking forward to the end of get out of class. Therefore, when someone makes such a call, is it out of ridicule or helplessness?

When eating in the school cafeteria, there are two major "quicknesses": one is the "quickness" of rushing, and the other is the "quickness" of queuing. The so-called "fast" means that after class, you must leave the teaching building as quickly as possible and enter the cafeteria from outside the playground. This is a process that requires physical strength. People with good physical strength can insist on rushing to the cafeteria quickly, while those with poor physical strength can rush to the cafeteria quickly. People can only run for a while and rest for a while. The so-called sighing after looking at the food comes here; the second queue is "fast", as the name suggests, you must have guessed it. Yes, it is indeed a queue for food. This is not a simple matter. This job not only tests your speed, but also your eyesight. There are nearly ten windows for serving food in a canteen, and there is a long or short queue at each place. You must consider the length of the queue in the shortest possible time. , the vacancies of seats around the team, and act without hesitation while making a decision. This is not a game. The number of enemies remains unchanged. Here, as long as you are stunned even for just a second, you decide to act in the next second. At any time, your target is very likely to be occupied by others, so your attack must be fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Eating is also a very particular process, because the canteen is not like at home. You don’t have to eat the dishes you don’t like. Here, as long as you leave too many residues, hehe, you will be deducted points. Those younger brothers and sisters who are inspecting, no matter whether we are seniors or seniors, if we violate the rules, we will have points deducted. We are quite Bao Gong and Hai Rui in style! Sometimes if you really can't eat and don't want to be deducted, you can take advantage of the crowds and confusion when pouring out the residue to get through, or you can sprint towards the target from a long way away. Note: the movements should not be too large. When dumping, point your pelvic floor towards the target. Inspector, when he asked, the residue had been dumped out. There was nothing we could do, it was so fast and so consistent!

When you come out of the canteen, be sure not to use water in the pool next to it, because most of the pools here will have vomit, which will not only greatly affect your mood, but you may also vomit when you feel sick. It is not a waste. Did you get the four-yuan meal ticket?

When I think that my future dinners will be in the canteen, I suddenly feel that the future is very uncertain. Oh, canteen, please let me live! 7. Fragment composition, about the scene of the family having fun after dinner

Today, as usual, I got up early to clean myself. Hey, a familiar piece of music interrupted my work. It turned out to be a phone call. I hurriedly answered the phone. It was a call from my sister at home, saying that my cousin had come back from other places and asked me to come too.

I was busy tidying up the unfinished things and went out. My cousin is my aunt's son, and my sister is my aunt's daughter. Walking on the road, I remembered that the three of us used to play together when we were children. At that time, my aunt was young and beautiful, with short hair and very energetic. She spoke very humorously and often made us laugh and bend over. I like her very much and secretly think it would be great if she were my mother, but I dare not say it out for fear that my mother will be unhappy. Because my mother didn't have time to play with us like my aunt. At that time, when I was young, I didn't understand that my mother was busy with work and didn't have so much free time to play with me. When we were children, we often went on outings and had picnics together. If we were going to go there the next day, my aunt would definitely call us and tell us to get up early and tell us what to bring according to the weather. We all got up early that day and arrived at the meeting point on time. When we arrived at the place we were going to go, our aunt took out the things we had prepared in advance from the basket one by one. The three of us were responsible for collecting firewood. Haha, our aunt followed Like magic, a sumptuous picnic was set out for us when we got back. It's just that the table is made of a piece of pink floral cloth, and the plates and bowls are either made of watermelon peels or radish peels. Sometimes they are also made of pineapple peels, apple peels, pear peels... Anyway, there are all kinds of them... ,,When I saw it from a distance, I thought it was just a table of bright flowers.,,,When I got closer, I saw that they were all my aunt’s creations.,,,The three of us were so happy that we would often hug each other, jump and scream... , so happy, I am still thinking about why it was not as convenient to take photos and videos as it is now, or else I must take pictures and save them in my files.

I was still thinking hard when I arrived at the gate of my aunt's house. My brother and sister were already waiting for me there. 8. Scene description essay of 500 words

Autumn is coming to an end, the cold rain is slightly cold, the sound of rain is gurgling outside the window, the rustling rain curtain is like falling leaves, like flying flowers in the quiet night; it is clear under the lamp Tea and the faint fragrance of books make poetry rich and the mind soar. Then let me follow the lead of the ancestors' poems and move through the clouds and fog to feel what rain is. It can make the days shorter and the nights longer. Sung by people through the ages.

Since ancient times, there have been many good sentences describing rain. Su Dongpo's "The water is shining brightly, and the mountain scenery is also strange when it is empty and rainy", Wen Tingyun's "The rain is like hanging on the Xianyang Bridge, and ten thousand points of sky are covered with fishing boats", and Han Yu's "The light rain on the street is as moist as crispy cakes" "The color of grass in the distance, the color of grass in the distance, and the absence of it all describe the wonderful enjoyment that the moist rain brings to people." As long as the rain does not fall straight down and the wind does not blow sideways, you can hold an umbrella and walk in the rain, letting the raindrops hit the surface of the umbrella, then gently twist the umbrella handle, and the raindrops will spray in all directions, thus forming a circle of cornices.

How many times in our lives can we catch such a scene in the rain? !

The showers have just stopped and the scenery is clear. Poets will inevitably be filled with emotion. Wang Wei wrote "Mountain Dwelling in the Dark Autumn": "After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks "Upstream" seems to have brought us to a paradise, where there is no noisy traffic and chaotic sky. There is only a cool breeze, bright moonlight and clear pines. It is good to let the mood settle for a moment. Su Shi's "Huanxi Sand": "The soft grass and smooth sand are new after the rain, and the light sand is not dusty when walking on the road." It is a kind of joy of whipping after the rain. The soft grass and light sand allow the poet to ride on the horse and feel at ease, and write clouds and rain. between.

Rain is very strange. When you are happy, it is like a cheerful song. Listening through the window, it is cheerful, sweet and melodious; when you are lonely, it becomes a song again. A sad poem, the rain hits the window lattice, filling it with sentimentality. Poets also often use the rain to express their emotions, empathize with the situation, and weave love, rain, emotion, and sorrow into a thin net, catching lonely and moving hearts. Chen Yuyi's "Cold Spring" "Begonia does not hesitate to be rouge, independent in the drizzle", it seems to praise flowers, but it is intended to praise people, and it is full of meaning when the pen is written. Yan Jidao's "Flowers Falling in the Rain": "The falling flowers are independent, and the flying swallows fly together" and "Looking for the dream road, the falling flowers are flying in the rain", all put this lingering and unforgettable feeling into the rain, as if independent people, flying together Swallows, falling rain, and withered flowers are all integrated into time and space, turning into eternity. "The rain is gurgling outside the window, the spring is fading" written by Li Yu, a late Tang Dynasty poet. The poet is trapped in the northern country. In the middle of the night, the quilt is like iron, and the drizzle is gurgling in his ears. His mood is extremely sad. How can a long sigh for the rain carry all kinds of sorrows?

Not only can the rain be seen, but it can also be heard. Listen to the cold rain. Li Qingzhao's "The parasol trees are drizzling, and at dusk, bit by bit. This time, how can there be a word for sadness" ("Slow Sound·Xun Xun Mi Mi"), which sounds so desolate, desolate, and miserable. And her "Tianzi Picking Mulberries and Plantains" depicts the scene of sitting and listening to the sound of rain hitting plantains: "It rains in the middle of the night on a sad pillow, and it rains every little bit, and it rains every little bit, and it hurts the people in the north who are not used to listening to it." Beyond the sadness. , adding to the sadness. Nie Shengqiong's "Tears on the pillow, rain on the steps, dripping through the window until dawn" ("Partridge Sky"), can be said to be the best way to send rain and thoughts. In a trance, you can see raindrops knocking on the tiles with thousands of petals. , from far to near, gently, heavily, gently, drop by drop, tiny bits and pieces, dense and intermittent, with streams of water gurgling along the tile troughs and eaves, all kinds of Percussion and portamento are densely woven into a web. Whether it is sparse raindrops on the sycamore trees, or showers on the banana trees, the rain is like a wet soul, calling and murmuring outside the window in front of the house.

Outside the window, the autumn rain is still falling, shrouding all living beings like smoke and mist. I think that reunion is far away, and the past has passed by. I cover the book and sigh, "The blue bird does not convey the foreign message, and the lilacs are empty." Sad in the rain." When the rain sounds, I sit alone and listen to the sounds of nature. I can only let "so many things in the past and present come to my mind due to the wind and rain". 9. Scene description essay of 500 words New Year’s Day Party

The annual New Year’s Day party has begun, and the campus is full of joy and is full of singing and laughter. Our classroom is exceptionally beautifully decorated, with four colorful ribbons criss-crossing each other, fluorescent lamps in red and green, and balloons of various colors and sizes. The whole classroom is filled with a festive and festive atmosphere to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.

First of all, teachers and students congratulated each other on the New Year, and suddenly the classroom was filled with joy. Then, the students gave each other gifts. I solemnly delivered the prepared gifts to Luo Xia. He took them with both hands and said repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you!" I returned to my seat, feeling sweet and happy in my heart, wondering who would give me a gift. At this time, classmate Wang Jian came to me, handed me a small paper bag, and said with a smile: "Happy New Year to you!" I quickly took the gift and opened it. It turned out to be a color picture with a blue color on it. The sky, the green mountains, the tranquil lake, what a beautiful and moving picture!

The party continued, and the tail-tagging game began. There is a pig drawn on the blackboard with big ears. There are four thick legs under the fat body, which is tall and big, but there is no tail. It depends on who can put the tail on it. The students rushed to post it.

The teacher was the first to call Zhang Jing, covered her eyes with a scarf, and then handed the tail into her hand. The students widened their eyes, stretched their necks, stood on tiptoes, and looked at her with interest. Zhang Jing first put the tail on the pig's back, and then on the pig's belly. bursts of laughter broke out in the classroom from time to time. Then she made up her mind and put her tail on the pig's hind legs, and the classmates immediately burst into laughter. Zhang Jing took off her scarf and laughed sheepishly when she saw herself making a fool of herself. Accompanied by the cheerful singing, the students went to the blackboard one by one to paste the tails of the fat pigs. The tails of the fat pigs would grow to the head, the back, and the feet. It was very interesting.

Later, the students performed martial arts. Walking in pairs. crosstalk. Singing and other programs, the more everyone played, the happier they became.

This New Year's Day party was not only interesting, but also enhanced the friendship among the classmates, which made me love our collective even more. 10. A fragment composition about a family having fun after dinner

I have a happy family because there is a mother who likes to change her face.

Speaking of my mother's "face-changing magic", if she is ranked second, no one in our family would dare to be ranked first. No, when I was eating, because I ate too many snacks before the meal, there were several bites left that I didn’t want to eat.

What to do? So, I desperately searched for the jokes I usually read, which made my mother laugh. At this time, I made the "unreasonable" request of "not eating".

I hope my mother will be open-minded. well! But my mother didn't buy it. One second she was still smiling, and the next second she became extremely serious. She firmly uttered two words, burying my plan: No.

Alas! Such a mother, such a magical ability to change faces! I have a happy family because I have a lazy dad. Mom always says I'm a little lazy.

I wish I could be at home all day long, never leaving the front door or taking a second step. But I am 200% sure that all the lazy cells in my body are inherited from my father! For example, if there is no salt in the cooking at home, if my mother asks my father to buy it, my father will buy it for me and let me run errands.

Whenever I don't want to run, my father will openly say to me: "Running more errands is good for your health!" Why don't you run if it's good for your health? In fact, the supermarket is not far downstairs from my house, but we, a pair of "big and small slackers," always quarrel over who does the errands... Alas! Such a dad! I have a happy family because I have a naughty brother. Every time I came back from school, I would always be toyed with by my brother for a long time.

You say you are angry or not! well! Such a brother! ... A mother who loves to change her face, a father who loves to be lazy, and a brother who loves to be naughty, plus me, form a small family. Although there is a little quarrel at home, but.

What this family brings me is the warmth and happiness on the road of growth! I have a happy family and I love this family.