Grade 2/KLOC-Class 0/7, Imitation Writing

1. Write a composition imitating Lesson 17 "Touch Spring". Spring comes when the first ray of sunshine shines directly on the earth every year.

Looking at this spring-filled nature, I can't help but have an endless aftertaste. Tonight, I have an appointment with Spring! As night fell, I went back to my crib and closed my hazy eyes.

The beautiful scenery of spring comes to my mind ... Spring Scene 1: The birdsong in the morning awakens spring, and the sunshine in spring is so soft and warm. Listen carefully, a bird song awakens the sleeping spring.

Yes! Spring is a happy time for birds. In spring, all the birds are singing and all the flowers are in bloom. Suddenly, a small corner in the spring scenery caught my attention.

In this corner, there is a small gray lark, and the silver-gray little wings gently falls on its soft fluff. It is surrounded by green leaves, and the tip of each leaf is hung with pearl-like dew.

It lowers its head gently, like a shy little girl. Hey! What is it doing? Oh, it is sucking the crystal of spring dew, just like a pot of sweet honey, which fascinates her so much.

The crystal dew wet its soft fluff, and suddenly, she seemed to notice something. It turned out that a smaller bird was playing with the birds in the flowers.

The lark flew by, how much she looked like his mother, so she gave a clear cry like a mother's love. Soon, the flowers were swaying, the grass grew very high, and the children ran out of the house.

This crisp call awakens flowers and plants, awakens people and awakens the sleeping spring! Spring scene 2: Bright spring scenery, willow green and another spring scene emerge in front of my eyes. This is a willow tree in spring. With the spring breeze, willow is like a top dancer.

In the spring breeze, the ribbon on her body fluttered, and she swayed her slender body and danced heartily. The wind is her rhythm, and the branches cheer for her.

Although I was intoxicated by her dance, it reminded me of its growth. Why are willows accompanied by wind? I found the answer from her growing up.

It turned out that when Liu Shu was very young, she just woke up from hibernation, and the gentle spring breeze blew gently and woke him up. The "young" willow accidentally met this good friend, and he was very happy.

As a result, the spring breeze blows willows every day. Day after day, gradually, the willows grow up slowly in the spring breeze.

So, she gradually sprouted from the weakness at that time! It will be more lush in the future and become a leafy tree. Spring Scene 3: Playing butterflies among flowers Another spring scene comes to my mind, which is the flower in the spring evening.

Take a closer look at the blossoming sea of flowers, in fact, there are beautiful butterflies hidden. The afterglow of the sunset shines in the sea of flowers, and the budding flowers are shining with golden light.

Looking at them, I have infinite imagination: I guess their colors, their charm when they are in full bloom, and imagine the spectacular scene when the afterglow of the future sunset shines obliquely on the blooming peony in the sea of flowers. Suddenly, a peony flower caught people's attention.

It turned out that a butterfly was dancing and landed on the flower bones from time to time. What are they doing? Maybe she is thinking, how come there is no delicious nectar in this flower! Spring has come, but the flowers are not in bloom. Soon, as night falls, butterflies are dancing in the sea of flowers. I wonder if she is looking for a blooming flower! "Birds are singing, willows are dancing, butterflies are flying …" Spring scenery keeps emerging in front of my eyes.

The next day, the sun shone all over the earth, and my date with Spring was over. However, I have countless dates with Spring.

2. Imitate the composition in Lesson 17, Volume 2, Grade 3. How to write a composition of more than 300 words? I went to the park early in the morning and smelled a faint fragrance as soon as I entered the door. I ran quickly to the edge of the chrysanthemum garden.

Chrysanthemums are blooming a lot. Chrysanthemums are as crowded as the little golden sun.

White chrysanthemums appeared in these chrysanthemums. Some just spread out two or three petals, and some petals are all spread out, revealing the flower core.

Some are in the bud. Chrysanthemums have different colors, red, white, yellow, pink and purple ... There are so many chrysanthemums, one for each posture.

Look at this. It's beautiful. Look at that. It's also beautiful. If we regard a pool of chrysanthemums in front of us as a vivid painting, the artist's skill is really remarkable.

I suddenly feel like a chrysanthemum, dressed in gold, standing in the sun. A breeze blew and I danced.

The golden clothes fluttered in the wind. Not only me, but all the chrysanthemums are dancing.

After the wind passed, I stopped dancing and stood there quietly. Dragonflies come and tell me the joy of flying in the morning.

Ants crawled under their feet and told me what a good dream I had last night ... After a while, I remembered that I was not a chrysanthemum, I was watching it.

Write a composition imitating Lesson 17 Touching Spring. When the first ray of sunshine shines directly on the earth every year, spring comes. Looking at this spring-filled nature, I can't help but have an endless aftertaste. Tonight, I have an appointment with Spring! As night fell, I went back to my crib and closed my hazy eyes. The beautiful scenery in spring comes to my mind …

Scene 1 in spring: Birds sing in the morning and wake up in spring.

The sunshine in spring is so soft and warm. Listen carefully, a bird song awakens the sleeping spring. Yes! Spring is a happy time for birds. In spring, all the birds are singing and all the flowers are in bloom. Suddenly, a small corner in the spring scenery caught my attention.

In this corner, there is a small gray lark, and the silver-gray little wings gently falls on its soft fluff. It is surrounded by green leaves, and the tip of each leaf is hung with pearl-like dew. It lowers its head gently, like a shy little girl. Hey! What is it doing? Oh, it is sucking the crystal of spring dew, just like a pot of sweet honey, which fascinates her so much. The crystal dew wet its soft fluff, and suddenly, she seemed to notice something. It turned out that a smaller bird was playing with the birds in the flowers. The lark flew by, how much she looked like his mother, so she gave a clear cry like a mother's love. Soon, the flowers were swaying, the grass grew very high, and the children ran out of the house. This crisp call awakens flowers and plants, awakens people and awakens the sleeping spring!

Spring Scene 2: Beautiful spring and willow green.

Another spring scene appeared in front of my eyes, the willow tree in spring.

With the spring breeze, willow is like a top dancer. In the spring breeze, the ribbon on her body fluttered, and she swayed her slender body and danced heartily. The wind is her rhythm, and the branches cheer for her. Although I was intoxicated by her dance, it reminded me of its growth. Why are willows accompanied by wind? I found the answer from her growing up. It turned out that when Liu Shu was very young, she just woke up from hibernation, and the gentle spring breeze blew gently and woke him up. The "young" willow accidentally met this good friend, and he was very happy. Therefore, the spring breeze blows willows every day. Day after day, gradually, the willows grow up slowly in the spring breeze. So, she gradually sprouted from the weakness at that time! It will be more lush in the future and become a leafy tree.

Spring Scene 3: Butterflies frolicking among flowers

Another spring scene emerges in my mind, which is the flower of spring dusk. Take a closer look at the blossoming sea of flowers, in fact, there are beautiful butterflies hidden.

The afterglow of the sunset shines in the sea of flowers, and the budding flowers are shining with golden light. Looking at them, I have infinite imagination: I guess their colors, their charm when they are in full bloom, and imagine the spectacular scene when the afterglow of the future sunset shines obliquely on the blooming peony in the sea of flowers.

Suddenly, a peony flower caught people's attention. It turned out that a butterfly was dancing and landed on the flower bones from time to time. What are they doing? Maybe she is thinking, how come there is no delicious nectar in this flower! Spring has come, but the flowers are not in bloom. Soon, as night falls, butterflies are dancing in the sea of flowers. I wonder if she is looking for a blooming flower! "Birds are singing, willows are dancing, butterflies are flying …" Spring scenery keeps emerging in front of my eyes. The next day, the sun shone all over the earth, and my date with Spring was over. However, I have countless dates with Spring!

On the day when the fifth grade wrote a lesson in the second volume, we came to a big classroom and many teachers came to listen. We jumped after watching it, and then stabilized our emotions, so we felt nothing to be afraid of. We're ready to go.

At first, we practiced pronunciation with our teacher. Let's start with "me" and "you" The students all practice very hard. Some practice sweating, some turn their faces into red apples, and some practice out of breath. Then, we practiced several sets of sounds. Some voices are high, others are low. No matter which part you sing, you sing accurately, just like playing the piano.

Later, we learned a new lesson and learned to sing the songs of the Young Pioneers. The teacher spoke very vividly. First, write down the score with chalk, and then say the key parts of the song. As he spoke, he drew the key parts. After that, the teacher played the piano again and taught singing step by step. Some places are more difficult, so teachers sing more, for fear that we won't. Some places are relatively simple, and the teacher sings less, so it will pass. Not only did the teacher speak well, but we also cooperated well. We all listen to the teacher's instructions. As soon as the teacher spoke, we buried ourselves in reciting. When the teacher wanted to sing, we immediately stopped writing and listened carefully to the nuances. When the teacher asked us to sing, we sang at the top of our voice.

In this way, we quickly learned this song and were able to sing it well. It's almost time for class to end. We will sing after class. The students cheered, and with the teacher's music, we began to sing. Just listen to songs dancing in the whole classroom, floating in the whole classroom. All the teachers present seemed to be intoxicated. Some teachers close their eyes and savor. Some teachers are still beating their hands. Some teachers can't even help singing with us. The song played for a long time before it stopped, followed by a flood of applause, which proved our success and victory.

That class is my most unforgettable, because we not only achieved success, but more importantly, it taught us that cooperation is the guarantee of success. After chatting for a while, my name was gloriously written on the blackboard.

The second math class today is an open class. Because there was no school uniform, or someone didn't go, we left 14 people to do homework and read books in the classroom.

As there is no teacher, Teacher Luo found us a "little teacher". At first, under the care of the "little teacher", the classroom was quiet and there was no sound.

After a while, someone started talking, and then several people were talking. Gradually, I also spoke. After chatting for a while, my name was gloriously written on the blackboard. I immediately shut up and buried myself in my homework. Before long, someone couldn't help but start talking. "Teacher Wang" heard it and wrote Liu Jianuo's name on the blackboard, but what about him? As if nothing had happened, he still went his own way and chattered in his seat. Finally, a double horizontal line was drawn under his name, indicating that this person has been very serious. This move is so effective that no one dares to say anything anymore.

Suddenly, I said, "Miss Wang, I want to go to the toilet." "Go, come back early!" Miss Wang shouted. I walked quickly to the toilet. I'll be back soon. I came back to do the problem for a while, and then I finished some of the remaining problems. I am looking for a borrower in the classroom. I asked a lot of people and found nothing. ...

I really want to be a little teacher, but I have never had a chance. I really want to be one of them! Teacher Luo, can you help me realize this little wish?

Lesson 265438 +0 of Chinese Imitation Composition for Grade Two Almost every day when I come home from school, I can see the old people cleaning up. At first, I disagreed, thinking: He must be a new neighbor, and the corridor is everyone's. Of course, everyone should clean it up. I cleaned it, too!

His face is very thin; Protruding forehead is engraved with several deep wrinkles, as if it had been whipped by a whip; The temples are gray, the middle of the head is bare, and only a few sparse white hairs are left around; Blue blood vessels, like earthworms, are covered with the back of the hand; My back is bent like a dead tree bent by the wind.

One day, I stood 2 meters away from the trash can with a mass of waste paper in my hand, trying to take a "standing shot". Unexpectedly, the paper was upside down, and I only walked around the trash can and flew to the ground. I was lazy and didn't want to answer it, so I turned around and went home. "Hey, little girl, don't throw paper around in the future. Hygiene needs everyone's maintenance." I looked back and it was the old man. At that moment, I felt warm on my face.

In the days to come, no matter whether it is cold or hot, grandpa always comes to my downstairs on time and cleans it carefully. The dust and fallen leaves on the road were cleaned by grandpa.

Later, I learned from my mother that the old man didn't live in our building, even it was quite far from our building! I turned red when I heard this.

6. On the first day of school, the second-grade text imitates the composition. New semester, new atmosphere. There is a strong sense of freshness everywhere on campus. Walking into the campus, you will find that the walls have been repainted, which makes people full of energy; The tiles are brand-new and pleasing to the eye; The old teaching building was also razed to the ground and turned into a spacious playground; The slogan on the wall has also changed, all-encompassing ... let us really feel the expectations and care of the school leaders, and don't live up to the love of the school leaders. We should study hard and become the pillars of the motherland when we grow up and serve the motherland.

Walking into the classroom, there is a sense of intimacy. The students' faces are radiant and full of energy; Wearing clothes exudes a kind of confidence in the future, imposing manner ... Students who are busy in the east and west, in groups of 3 or 4, in groups of 5 or 6, are all talking about interesting things in their winter vacation, talking and laughing, and enjoying themselves.

I can't help thinking: in this new semester, I must make a study plan for myself, correct my own shortcomings, set up my own ideals and make progress step by step. Don't lose confidence in your progress because of your failed achievements, and don't be complacent about your little achievements. Be confident and modest.

7. The first volume of Grade Five 17 Lesson Write a Waterfall Composition One day more than 200 years ago, my father held me and stood in XXX (place). At present, XXX Square is crowded with people, and roads from all directions cross here. My father suddenly asked me, "son, do you know what all roads lead to Rome?" I looked at my father in surprise and shook my head. Father said: "Rome was once a great empire in the ancient history of the world, and it created a splendid civilization. If the square in front of me is regarded as the city of Rome ... "When I heard this, I suddenly realized and told my father excitedly that I already knew the meaning of that sentence. In fact, I only saw the square and many roads leading to it. It was not until once that I really understood the profound meaning of what my father said. It was while I was doing my math homework that I met a problem that I couldn't solve. After thinking for a long time, I still can't find a solution. So I took my textbook and asked my father for help. My father looked at the question, smiled at me and said kindly, "Son, this question is actually very simple. Let's imagine ... "My father enlightened me step by step. Dad gave me a thumbs-up and smiled and said, "What a clever boy!" " "I sat next to my father and wrote the problem-solving process in the exercise book completely, and got the correct answer. My father touched my head happily and his face was full of smiles. But I hesitated at this moment, because in solving the problem, I found that this method actually bypassed a detour, and now I thought of another better and faster method to solve the problem. I looked up and pursed my lips. On the contrary, I told my father mischievously and mysteriously, "I have another better way, Dad, look ..." I excitedly wrote down the second way under the title, and my heart was filled with incomparable pride. At this time, my father picked me up, raised his head and said excitedly, "Look, son! There is more than one way to the square! "I cheered for a while, but I was a little ashamed. It turns out that I didn't really understand what my father said before, "All roads lead to Rome"! This sentence has always accompanied me and inspired me in my growth year after year. Whenever I encounter difficulties, I always use my father's words to encourage myself and make myself happy. It makes me no longer pessimistic and proud. This will also benefit me for life-there is more than one way to the square.

8. Imitation, the first volume of the sixth grade, 17, 18 class writing, fast. My father is a person who scares me and likes me.

Once I accidentally finished my homework because I was in a hurry to watch TV. After dinner, dad began to check his homework.

Looking at it, he frowned and said to me unhappily, "You have miscalculated this question." Say that finish, he then check up.

After a while, he found two mistakes in succession. Dad was angry and shouted at me, "Why do you always make mistakes?" How many times have I told you not to be careless, not to be careless! Why can't you change it? "Say that finish, he gave me a hard press on the head.

I stole a look at him, only to see my father's two big eyes stare into an "O" shape, and his thick black eyebrows seem to stand up, just like a big tiger, which is terrible! Dad is very demanding of me. Seeing that I was always careless, he wrote me a request to do the problem. I think my father is too fierce, so I gave him two suggestions: one is not to be fierce at will, and the other is to be reasonable.

I found some idioms describing my father from the dictionary and told them to my father: "eyeing", "flying into a rage", "flying into a rage" and "flying into a rage" ... My father couldn't help laughing. Dad is fierce when he is angry, but he is usually easy-going.

Once, when my father was happy, I said to him, "It's really unlucky to be a child. Can't be mean to adults. " Dad said, "Then I'll make you angry once."

I think it's time for revenge. I first pressed my father's head, then pinched his neck, and finally gave him a good beating with all my strength.

I didn't think it was enough, so I jumped on him and messed up his hair, and then I said to him, "You are unkempt this time." At this time, dad is like a big sheep. No matter how much I toss him, he won't get angry.

Dad still likes to play with me. At this time, he has many bad ideas. Once, my father let my face relax, then put his hands on both sides of my mouth and suddenly pinched my mouth and said, "Haha, it's really like Donald Duck!" " "When I was in a hurry, I choked my dad's mouth, and my dad kept his mouth shut.

As soon as I saw no, I grabbed it under his arm. Dad smiled, and I took the opportunity to pinch his mouth, and then said, "You are like Donald Duck, you are a fierce Donald Duck."

Look, this is my father. He is both my elder and my friend.

I am both afraid of him and like him. The footsteps of the senior high school entrance examination are getting closer and closer, and the students are desperately reviewing for the exam, which makes me in a high degree of tension.

But I dare not slack off, although I am exhausted; I really want to close my eyes for a while, but I dare not, although my eyes are already bloodshot. I can't hold it any longer, try to lift my eyelids and look out.

Within sight, only street lamps stood there alone, giving off a faint light. The air was silent, and it must have been late at night-the confusion of my brain made me unable to tell the difference between innocent day and night, so I studied day and night.

Tired eyes, slow reaction. I decided to take a nap for five minutes. But as soon as my head touched my arm on the table, I fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but in a trance, a pair of calloused big hands gently touched a few locks of hair that covered my eyes, and then gave me a push: "Son, how can you sleep here?" You'll catch cold. "Oh, it turns out that my father comes home from work at this time every day.

"I didn't fall asleep ... I just felt itchy in my eyes ... I closed my eyes a little." In order not to let my father see my bloodshot face, I still kept my head down.

"You are too tired, go to bed early! How can your body stand this? " "Oh, I went to bed after I finished this topic. Dad, you've been busy all day. Go to bed first! " Father left helplessly and closed the door gently.

But before long, my door was pushed open again. Father brought a steaming cup of tea: "Have some hot tea and go to bed!" " ""hmm! " I took the hot tea, looked at the figure of my father turning away and nodded deeply. At this time, my ears suddenly echoed with the words that my father often hangs on his lips: "Don't worry, son, my father works hard to earn money, no matter what, it will provide you with education." "

Holding hot tea, feeling the temperature of hot air and the fragrance of green tea, chewing the words of father's concern and comfort, tears could not help but flow down. The hot tea in the cup is faint and fragrant, but it feels particularly fragrant when it melts in the father's love.

How can I let my father down by drinking this kind of strong tea with father's love? My father said that "only my mother is good in the world", and I think my father is no exception. Dad is tall, short, fat and thin, with big eyes, besides; And two big ears.

Dad's hobbies are singing, drinking, playing chess and playing computer. Dad likes to wear a suit, and dad also likes to raise fish and shrimp.

My father is also a helpful citizen. One day, it was gray and dark, and it was going to rain.

Dad is in a hurry to go home. Dad saw Liu Laobo harvesting rice. Dad saw it and went home. He went over and picked up a broom to harvest rice with Liu Laobo. The two men are busy collecting rice and putting it into a big bag. Mr. Liu was so busy that he couldn't breathe and sucked.

Dad told him to have a rest and tie up the remaining two bags. It really rained at a bad time, and it rained heavily with a crash. Dad didn't let the rain stop what he wanted to do. Dad tied the bag and moved the rice to a place without rain.

After doing it, my father has become a "girl-picking chicken". Liu Laobo asked my dad to go to his house to rest, and then go home when the rain stopped. Dad refused and braved the wind and rain to go home.

When I got home, my father had fainted. Mom touched dad's forehead. "Oh, it's so hot." .

When Dad wakes up, many people will see him: relatives and friends, and people that Dad helped before. So many, Liu Laobo is here.

Everyone says that dad is the best person, and we should learn from him in the future. My father is such a person.

Think less about yourself and more about others. My father and I have the same surname, and we are both in our forties. They belong to dogs. My mother called him a fairy and others called him "science". I think it's because my father was good at math when he was a child.

I love my father very much. I think he is a noble person, a pure person, a person who is out of low taste, and a person who is easy for us.