Pack and write a composition

1. Composition "Packing is not shameful" and "Telling about rice"

On the tenth anniversary of my parents' wedding, my parents and I came to the restaurant to celebrate.

We booked a room. After mom and dad ordered the dishes (of course, I have to ask for my advice, and two dishes are my favorites), they talked and laughed about their own affairs. I can't get a word in. I'm sitting in my room and bored. I'll go out and see why the food hasn't come yet. I'll look around and look around. Hey! It's really boring Then I heard a noise from next door. Hey! What's going on? Are the people next door quarreling? Impossible, how can we quarrel in a restaurant? I'm curious to find out. So I quietly lay by the door, for fear that people in the room would see me. At that time, I really felt like a thief! At this moment, I saw only a little girl and an aunt in the room, which was strange! How can they quarrel! It's a little weird. What caused the two men to quarrel? My heart suddenly became confused, so I decided to continue listening. At this moment, I heard the little girl shouting loudly, "Mom, don't pack, it's killing me." "At this time, my aunt said to the little girl while packing: Do you know, son? These vegetables are planted by farmers with painstaking efforts, so we should not spoil them. If we spoil them, we will not respect farmers' labor. So we must cherish and not waste any food. "The little girl seems to understand something. She stopped yelling and helped her mother pack.

This incident made me understand that packaging is a good social phenomenon. "Packing" is not shameful. 2. The first packaging of the sixth-grade composition

Time flies, and when I look back, I have been living in the primary school campus for nearly six years. I am deeply saddened by the past, and countless firsts on the road of life are like choppy waves, rippling in my heart.

it is so kind and familiar, and it is so beautiful and harmonious. I can't forget the experience of writing a composition for the first time.

That was when I first went to primary school. Once, the teacher asked us to practice writing a composition.

At first, I felt very strange about it, and I didn't know how to write it. At this time, I was in a hurry. What should I do? I feel like a mountain is pressing on me, which makes me breathless. I have no courage to face it at all, and I have lost confidence. My mother saw it and encouraged me to say, "Writing a composition means writing your own feelings, using your association to write what you see, think and feel."

at this time, I didn't know what feeling was, so my mother bought me a copy of the same composition and told me to read the excellent works in it. I opened the book with curiosity and read it page by page.

The compositions written by my little brothers and sisters and children about my age in the book are rich and colorful. I seem to see an ever-changing world, and the touching compositions deeply attract me. So I began to imitate writing, and after my mother came back, she revised it with me and finished my first composition. 3. 6-word composition (the moment when the hotel packed)

Hotel packed

But I clearly remember that they have been here, and they are getting farther and farther away from my sight. Are they going south? Go back to their own home? Will they come back? Will they know I'm thinking about them?

There are so many places around me. Someone will leave and someone will come. Like a bus, some people get off at this stop, others get on at this stop, and they only have the happiness that they passed by.

I, on the other hand, have a lot of happiness to squander. Maybe God was jealous of my happiness, so he decided to share my happiness with others, leaving me alone.

so should I be sad or happy?

all the people who should go have gone, and all the people who shouldn't have gone, leaving only myself. I, wandering alone in my own world.

I saw many people passing through my world, and I desperately wanted to keep them. However, after saying goodbye, they still left and gradually faded out of my world. Only those overlapping footprints will remember that they should have come and that they have gone far.

They are passers-by in my life. They arrived in my world unnoticed, but this is not their destination, but a post station where they can rest for a while. They must continue to run, run forward, leave me far away, and then leave my world without surprising detection.

My life is intertwined by intersections, big or small, more or less, or forever or instantly. And when they all left, I was left, a lonely empty set.

Alone, they gradually leave, they gradually come, they gradually leave … and so on, leaving only me.

it's just me, alone, not lonely, not wanting to be lonely. I just wish them the best of my heart and hope that their happiness will be like a flower ... < P > I have my own happiness like a flower ... < P > I am alone. 4. Kneeling for 1 composition excerpts

The winter vacation has ended, and now I think back on this period of winter vacation life, and one day I will never forget it.

In this winter vacation, my "naughty egg" sister and "net worm" brother both slept in my house for a few days, and I had to sleep on the floor for those days. I remember one morning, I was woken up by some noise. When I opened my eyes, my sister had turned over the toys I had arranged, and dolls on the ground could be seen everywhere. My younger brother is sitting at the computer desk, pressing the mouse and starting a computer game.

I really admire them for getting up so early in such a cold day! I shouted, "Mom, come and control them quickly." But nothing happened after shouting for a long time.

So I put on my clothes and walked out of the bedroom, but as soon as I stepped, I tripped over a dancing doll, which kept dancing in front of me. I came to the living room and saw a note on the table, which was left by my mother. It said, "Sun Yang, you are the little master of the family. You should take good care of your younger brothers and sisters, clean up your home and keep it tidy."

when I looked back, the room was already in a terrible mess. I quickly put down the note, found a big bag, and began to pick up the dolls on the ground, while telling my sister not to throw dolls anywhere again.

As soon as I picked up all the dolls and put the bags in the cupboard, my brother began to shout again, "Sister Yangyang, I am thirsty and want to drink coke." I put on my shoes and bought three bottles of coke at the canteen downstairs.

My brother was so happy that he picked up the coke and opened the bottle cap. But I just ran back, and the coke on the way will definitely bubble after the shock.

before I could stop it, the coke in my brother's hand was pouring out like a fountain, and the foam was splashing on the ground. I quickly found a paper towel and sponge to absorb water, and then mopped the floor with a semi-dry mop.

the floor was clean, and I was exhausted, so I collapsed on the bed. In the afternoon, I took them to play with the big toys in the small park downstairs.

that day, I was confused by their "repair". I finally understand the hard work of mom and dad. I think I must let them be less concerned about * * * and let them live a relaxed family life. Everyone has different families, and each family has different living habits and ways.

Some families don't carry out some interesting and meaningful activities: some families go to bed late at night and get up late in the morning ... I think what our family needs most now is a good atmosphere for sports. Mom says dad is like a dragon at night (very active), but he can only be a sleepy in the morning! In this way, you can't expect dad to accompany me to exercise in the morning! If grandpa is not at home, mom will be the earliest one in the family! But every time I ask her, she says it's cold in the morning, so I'm too lazy to go! Or I have to cook breakfast in the morning! There is another member in my family, and that is my grandfather! He always gets up after 5 o'clock, and he has nothing to do when he gets up. I often pin this hope on him, but now he almost helps in Lingyin Temple all year round! Alas! I am so unlucky, I want to ask my family to exercise together, and there is no hope to create a sports atmosphere, let alone anything else! In fact, my family has another shortcoming, that is, it is too lazy! I often ask my mom and dad to help me go to a place not too far away to buy something back. They all say let me go or forget it, just make do! Alas! Just like this time, when I wanted to print photos, I asked my mother to help me take them. As a result, my mother said, "How troublesome it is to print photos! Just fill in some good categories for photos at home!" Alas! Our family is like this. It's not very good to say yes, it's not good to say no, it's not up to this level! I hope our family members can make progress together! Life is like a twinkling star in the sky. Some are happy, some are unforgettable and some are regretful ... However, I can't forget that little thing.

the sun is shining, and the earth is like a steamer. The dog ran around with its tongue out.

The birds are hoarse, and people turn on the air conditioner at home. My fat sister and I happily went to the library to read books.

when we went home, we still felt the sun was strong with an umbrella. I feel strange on my head, as if there is something.

I reached out and touched it, as if it were a branch or something. "There seems to be something on my head.

"I said to the fat girl. "Oh, I can't.

let me see. " She said.

unexpectedly, then-"ah-"the fat girl screamed. "What's the matter? Come on."

I said. "Yes, yes, there is Cao Meng."

I paused. I'm not very afraid of Cao Meng, but what should I do if he jumps on me? I can't help but feel creepy. "Come and help me!" I was so scared.

"oh, here I am." I know the fat girl is scared, too.

She took a branch and touched it on my head. "No, I dare not, it's mantis.

"Fat girl was so nervous that she threw away all the branches. I have said several times that it is mantis, so don't be afraid. "No, I really can't get it."

the fat girl said again. I was really afraid that the mantis would run to me, and I shook my head hard.

although my hair is all messed up, what can I do? I still keep shaking my head. "All right, let me have a look.

no more. " I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard this sentence from fat sister. I must be vigilant in the future.

although this is only a small matter, I can never forget it. Because it has benefited me a lot: do everything calmly and improvise.

and be vigilant everywhere. The taste of being cheated "bell-"rings after school, and the half-day study life is finally over! I slowly walked out of the training class with my schoolbag on my back, ready to go home.

I stretched myself, and I was so hungry that I decided to buy something to eat. At this moment, suddenly there was a burst of hawking: "Sugar-Coated Berry is for sale! Sweet and sour Sugar-Coated Berry! A piece of May Day string! ..... "I heard a brisk walk, and I saw a middle-aged man in his forties leaning on a plastic bottle with a stick covered with Sugar-Coated Berry at the top.

my eyes lit up at once, and I ran to the vendor's side and asked with joy, "Is it really a May Day string?" Then give me a hawthorn. " "ok! Little girl, you really know the goods. The hawthorn skewers I made are delicious.

Well, as you are my first customer today, I'll give you two strings if you add another fifty cents! " "Oh, that's great! I'm starving! " I was ecstatic and thought, "This is a bargain. Haha, look how lucky I am! " I took the vendor. 5. tasting acacia on the tip of the tongue, how to write a composition

Many people's memories are linked with taste, and the memory of taste will be an internal

feeling, so it will last longer. From small to large, the tip of the tongue has also accumulated a little bit of < P > flavor, which is stationed in memory. Whenever it comes to a certain time, it will jump out, remind you of the memories in the depths of your memory, and hook you to reminisce, find and miss.

in my childhood memory, I thought about candy every day. That sour and sweet

tastes very sweet. And the colorful candy paper, which seemed to be a collection at that time, is gone now. It must be a lot of things have changed ...

I still remember that when I was a child, I wanted to eat candy desperately, thinking all the time about what fruits

sugar, butterscotch, lollipops, chocolates and so on have been tasted. Because of this, my parents < P > scolded me a lot and solemnly said to me, "Eat less sugar and be careful of tooth decay." At that time,

I didn't know much about tooth decay. I saw my parents' serious attitude and thought that tooth decay must be something bad. When I heard this, I felt cold all over, but I was shocked. If I had tooth decay,

how could I eat candy in the future? So I stopped eating sweets and learned to restrain myself, so that now

I hardly touch sweets, but only eat one when my sister comes back from buying sweets. Perhaps the reason is that growing up will make us lose something, such as innocence ...

The taste of sweets has been stationed in my memory, and every time I taste it again, the taste of childhood will

follow, and then it will remind us of my childhood. Reminiscent, nostalgic ...

If you have never tasted the delicious candy, then you will not miss its taste.

But it is because we already know how good it is that we are reluctant to forget it. 6. Help write a composition

The philosopher gave his disciples a last lesson on the grass and asked, "How to get rid of these weeds?" Disciple A said, "Shovel with a shovel."

b said, "burn." C said, "Sprinkle with lime."

ding said, "uproot it." The philosopher said, "Try them all.

If it is not removed, we will meet here one year later. " A year later, it's all here, the future of philosophers.

But his disciples saw the lush crops everywhere without any weeds, and finally realized a truth: "If there are no weeds, you must plant crops." When I was a child, I always simply thought that people in the world were divided into good people and bad people.

a good man must be kind and respected. And the bad guys are unforgivable.

Now that I'm grown up, I gradually realize that there is a kind and bright side in everyone's heart. It's just that good people show this side, but bad people lock it in a dark heart. Just like the movie Baby Project, in the movie, "flip-flops", "Datong" and "charterer" are all bad guys who do everything for money, but they also have a bright side in their hearts. Innocent and lovely babies open their dark hearts and finally make them lose their way.

When the sunshine and kindness dispelled the darkness and ugliness in their hearts, their lives immediately flashed with the brilliance of their souls. It can be expected that from now on, they will have a good life and a bright future.

Another example is the movie world without thieves. A couple of thieves to achieve their goals, no matter how despicable *