How to write a story

1. How to write a composition about my story

Everyone is familiar with "story".

Everyone has their own story. Maybe this story will be somewhat similar to others, but it is always a unique story of their own. Everyone knows the "story", but what about my "story"? Hehe, everyone must not know it! Want to know? (No one should want to know.)

Don’t worry, I will tell you slowly. My story begins from the moment I was born.

When I was almost one year old, I lived with my mother at my aunt's house. At that time, when I had just learned to walk, I would stagger around behind my brother all day long. Whatever my brother did, I would follow him.

When my brother was more than one year old, he went to elementary school. Every time he went to school, I would follow him to watch him read and do homework. That was when my brother just learned Pinyin, and he kept chanting "a, o, e..." every day. So, I listened and "learned" it.

"a, o, e..." Naturally, my mother's laughter followed. When I was older, I lived with my mother and my great-aunt.

At that time, I pestered my grandfather all day long. Once, I went home with my grandpa and asked him to hold me.

The aunt next to me was afraid that grandpa would be tired, so she decided that he would hold me. I quit immediately and cried and asked my grandpa to hold me.

At that time, I tried my best to shout the word "grandpa", but what came out was "yi...yi...", which made everyone around me laugh. So, I became everyone's "pistachio".

In this way, in countless days, accompanied by these countless interesting things, I turned seven. I entered first grade at a primary school near my home.

At this time, I began this long and short primary school career. At the age of eight, my great-aunt's grandson (I call him brother) transferred to our school to attend the sixth grade.

My brother should be a big brother, and he should let me go. (At least that's what I thought at the time.)

But that's not the case with him. He has a naughty streak and quickly became close to his younger brother.

As you can imagine, my eight-year-old life was spent in "miserable" crying. Time passed by for another four years, and I entered the sixth grade.

In the sixth grade, I changed from a "good girl" to a "naughty bag". I learned to curse and fight.

At that time, I somewhat understood how the brother felt. But I understand friendship, separation, and sorrow.

This year, I am fourteen years old and I have entered the eighth grade. I have grown up.

In our youthful Class 8 (4), I have made more friends and experienced more happiness and warmth! Although my story stops here, it does not end. I believe that my stories will be more exciting in the future. 2. How to write a fairy tale composition

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva wearing a bamboo hat Once upon a time, there lived an amiable old couple in the countryside of Japan.

Although they work hard, they are still very poor and barely have enough to eat. One day, the old woman told her husband: "Honey, the Chinese New Year is coming tomorrow, but look at our rice vat! There is only a little bit of glutinous rice left, which is just enough to make a small rice ball." .

What should I do if this continues?" At this time, the old woman's face showed an expression of sadness and disappointment, and she was not happy about the coming of the New Year. But the old woman immediately became optimistic again.

She said: "Honey! Although I only have these rice, I can still make a delicious rice ball!" Her husband felt very happy after hearing this. But while they were talking, there was a group of little mice in the mouse hole in the corner of the house, crying and crying around the mother mouse. Because their stomachs were really unbearable, they clamored for food from their mother.

But the mother mouse really had no choice, so the little mice started to cry "squeak! squeak!" The old woman and her husband were very sad to see this situation.

"How pitiful! I'd better give this glutinous rice to you! Don't cry anymore! Make some delicious rice cakes from these glutinous rice and welcome the New Year!" The old father-in-law gave those glutinous rice to you. The glutinous rice was given to the hungry rats. The mice were very happy to get these glutinous rice, so they hurriedly ground the glutinous rice into ingredients for cakes. The little mice "bump! bang!" were beating the rice cakes to make sweet and delicious rice cakes.

When the old father-in-law and the old woman were eating porridge, they saw the little mice bringing many leaves that could be made into bamboo hats and came to them. The mother mouse said: "The children have received the glutinous rice as a reward and want to repay you and your wife for their great kindness."

Now that we have moved these leaves, please collect them. Maybe they will be useful to you. Help. Please don't take it away." The old couple was very happy when they saw so many leaves.

The old woman looked at these leaves, suddenly thought of an idea, and hurriedly told her husband. "Honey, look at there are so many leaves. Why don't we weave these leaves into bamboo hats? Then we can sell them on the street and buy some glutinous rice! What do you think?" "What a good idea. !" replied the old man.

So they started to make bamboo hats. When the little mice saw it, they all ran out to help. With great difficulty, they finally completed five bamboo hats, so my husband said: "This can be sold on the street.

When I come back after making money, I will buy some glutinous rice and carrots. With Qingcai!" The old woman folded the bamboo hats and gave them to her husband to carry on his back, so the old man left the house and went to the street to sell bamboo hats while the old woman and the little mice said goodbye. The snow was falling heavily at this time, and a thick layer had accumulated on the ground.

"Honey! You have to take good care of yourself and be careful on the road!" Not long after, the old father-in-law saw six people standing in front of him. He walked forward and looked: "Ah! It turns out to be Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Ah! Why are there piles of snow on their heads?" So the old man started to shake the snow off the heads of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattvas. "My old father-in-law is going to sell bamboo hats on the street.

When my old father-in-law makes money, he will go back and buy some glutinous rice to make rice cakes to offer to the Bodhisattvas. But now I can only use the snow to make snowballs to offer to the Bodhisattvas. Please bear with me, Bodhisattva!" After saying this, the old man picked up the snow on the ground, made snowballs and placed them one by one in front of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

He prayed devoutly silently for a while and saw that it was getting late, so he packed up his gear and set off on the road quickly. The old father-in-law came to the busy street with people coming and going.

At this time, the whole street is full of customers busy buying new year's goods. "Come on! Come on! There are carrots and white radish! There are also high-quality vegetables and fruits! Everything is available, please come and buy it quickly!" The voices of hawkers kept coming and going.

Seeing these vendors selling vegetables and rice shouting so enthusiastically, my old father-in-law also shouted: "Want to buy a high-quality bamboo hat? Come and buy it! A high-quality bamboo hat!" Even though my old father-in-law is selling it so hard, who would buy a bamboo hat on such a New Year's Eve? After waiting for a long time, no one came. Almost everyone went out wearing hats because the snow was really heavy.

While watching the hurried pedestrians in a daze, I had no idea at all.

I don’t know how long I stood like this. The sun has set and the sky has darkened. The rice and vegetable vendors also closed their doors and prepared to go home for the New Year.

After some time, the pedestrians on the street gradually dispersed, leaving only the silent street.

Disappointed and tired, the old father-in-law walked back to the road covered with thick snow with heavy steps.

At this time, the old father-in-law heard the sound of ringing bells from the temple: "Dong! Dong!" The moon also rose. "The temple bells are ringing, this year is over.

I hope next year will be a good year." The old father-in-law prayed silently in his heart.

The old man walked alone, and finally reached the vicinity of the village. When the old father-in-law raised his head and saw Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the daytime, snow covered their heads again.

So the old father-in-law stretched out his frozen hands and began to clear the snow on their heads one by one. At this time, the old father-in-law was so hungry that he had no strength at all. "O Bodhisattva! I didn't sell a single bamboo hat today. I wanted to buy some rice cakes to support you, but I can't do it now.

Please forgive me! Now there are only these bamboo hats left. , If you don’t mind, let me put it on for the Bodhisattvas!” The old man put the hats on one by one and tied them up. But in the end, one hat was missing. It turned out that the leaves given by the little mice were only enough to make five bamboo hats. Now there are six Bodhisattvas. What should I do now? The six Bodhisattvas are really a headache for my husband. Five bamboo hats and six Bodhisattvas are really giving me a headache.

The old father-in-law finally decided to take off the cloth from his head. When he took off his turban, it was soaked with snow.

"I have no choice but to ask the Bodhisattva to forgive me." In this way, the heads of the six Bodhisattvas no longer need to be frozen by the snow, so the old man squatted on the ground and kneaded the snow into six snowballs. Make them one. 3. How to write a composition about writing about things

Writing about things may be divided into several situations:

1. Documentary reporting: mainly narrative, generally used by reporters. Just be fair and objective. In fact, few people can be objective in the face of various interests and political backgrounds.

2. Expository writing, such as the explanation of the documentary "Animal World".

3. Official document writing, various official letters, legal documents, etc.

4. Paper writing: academic reports, research reports, evaluation reports, etc.

5. Narrative:

Writing in literature is telling stories, which is the "narrative" usually taught in schools. If there are many stories, it is a novel.

Let’s focus on the narrative. There are some key points in "storytelling" in narratives. First of all, there must be real materials, that is, real people and real events. On this basis, find or refine the topic, which is the central idea of ??the article you want to express. The selection of materials should closely focus on the theme.

Usually several stories are strung together to highlight the theme. The theme is undoubtedly the soul of a narrative. It is achieved by the author by exploring the shining points of the character's spiritual level. If you want to write a good documentary newsletter, you must rely on the author's observation and accumulation, as well as the amount of first-hand information he has.

In terms of technique, this type of article generally focuses on narrative (narration), supplemented by argument and lyricism. These are basically traditional routines. No matter what routine you use, one thing is still very important, that is, what you write must be vivid and touching. Some people would think that if you want to be vivid, you must use gorgeous sentences, but this is not the case. In reality, the protagonists of many stories are ordinary people, they are not orators. Therefore, the author must be good at discovering the extraordinary in the ordinary, and be good at expressing profound ideological connotations through storylines, character dialogues, etc., so as to achieve the artistic conception of "emotions for people" and "seeing true love in the ordinary". 4. How to write a 300-word fairy tale composition

New edition of The Crow and the Fox

Since the last time he cheated the crow of meat, the fox has become obsessed with chili peppers. Look, that thing is red and the color is so attractive!

After the crow learned the news, he decided to let the fox come to his house as a guest. So, it wrote an invitation and asked the postman Swallow to bring it to the fox.

After the fox received the invitation, he was very suspicious. He thought: "I defrauded the crow of meat last time. This time he must want to take revenge on me. I can't go. But if the crow is sincere If you want to invite me as a guest, will I miss a good meal? Should I go or not? Oh, forget it, let’s go and have a look, but I have to be careful.” It walked towards the crow’s house with the invitation. .

Arriving at Crow's house, the fox looked around first, and after making sure there were no traps, he sat firmly on the stool. "Let's eat!" The crow brought a large plate of meat and a large jar of special chili sauce and handed them to the fox. The fox was very worried. It smelled the meat and the chili sauce, and then started to eat it in small bites. When it was sure that there was no danger, it devoured the whole plate of meat without even chewing. , even the chili sauce was not left out.

After eating the meat, the crow smiled and said to the fox: "How is it? It tastes good, right? By the way, there is still some meat in the kitchen and a big basket of chili I just bought. You can take it back." "

The fox wiped his mouth and said: "I'm sorry, little crow, I shouldn't have cheated you last time."

"It doesn't matter, we are friends." Crow. explain.

"Thank you, Crow, let's make friends, okay?" the fox asked.

"Didn't I just say that we are already friends!" 5. How to write a composition based on a story

First, the story should have twists and turns and add some points. Emotional basis. (People have different hobbies, but one thing is the same, that is emotion. How many people have you seen who have never been married in their lives?)

Second, the description should be concise. The length of the story is limited. Don't write unnecessary things. When you see someone writing about a protagonist, they include what he likes to eat and drink (unless it is relevant later)

Third, describe the character's personality, appearance, etc. When you are waiting, it is best to use a writing style that is close to the one used in the narrative (because you are using the story method to embody the characters. When describing these, use the same technique to give people a natural feeling and make it easier for them to be included in the thoughts you have set. Precipitation.)

Third, in the article, the content should focus on the protagonist as much as possible. When it is necessary to write about others, it is best to highlight the protagonist.

Fourth, when writing about characters, either The character's personality is similar to your own, or the character's story has been experienced by you or the people around you. In this way, you can better write about the character's spirit. It is also easier to write. This is also the method of many novices, because it is their own thing. , just like memories. Once you have finished thinking about it, you have finished writing it.

Fifth, the writing style of the story should generally be popular. Stories are meant to be told to people and allow people to reflect on them. The past and beautiful writing style are It will fix the story on the illusory feeling, and it will not be so powerful and real when it wants to reflect the emotions. Moreover, the popular writing style can broaden the social level of reading. Upper society, middle class, lower class, etc. It can be read. (Some people may ask, don’t people who read a lot of books like beautiful words? However, it should be noted that what many words should express is thoughts. The main line of the story is also thoughts. If you want beautiful words, go to Read the prose, the story is an article that expresses thoughts. 6. How to write a fairy tale composition

A 500-word fairy tale composition for primary school students: The fox admits his mistake

The last time the fox tricked the crow's mouth After cheating him of the meat in the forest, he not only had a delicious meal, but also became arrogant. He thought he was the smartest in the forest, so he was so proud that he did bad things one after another, sometimes destroying the beauty of the little squirrel sister. Her skirt got dirty, and sometimes she messed up the food that Uncle Cow was drying. That time, she even stole something from Mother Gray Rabbit. Sometimes she even came up with crooked ideas to bully the little animals. All the animals in the forest hated it. After collective discussion, everyone decided to ignore the fox again.

The fox was fed up with being ignored. It had no friends and was extremely lonely. One day, it was hungry. , dejectedly came to the river and looked around, the sky was blue, the water was clear, the goat uncle was leading his children to eat grass leisurely, and the monkey brothers were playing hide and seek in the trees in the distance.

The fox felt even more sad when he saw it. He bent down and thought about jumping into the river. Uncle Goat thought that the fox was trying to play tricks on people again, so he shouted loudly: "Hey! Bad guy, the river there is shallow and can't drown you. You'd better find another place." The fox was heartbroken after hearing this. I was so sad and annoyed that I stood there blankly weeping, thinking: It would be great if I didn’t do so many bad things before, and I wouldn’t end up like this today. Everyone hates me and ignores me. It's so hard to live without friends.

When the kind-hearted Uncle Goat saw the fox with tears in his face, he couldn't help but sympathized with it. He walked lightly to the fox and said kindly: "Fox, if you really want to change your ways, you won't do it again." If you do bad things again, you have to follow them with actions. It's useless to just stand here and cry and be upset." The fox couldn't help but feel warm after hearing what Uncle Goat said. Yes, he must win everyone's understanding and gain everyone's trust. We can only correct our mistakes, do more good deeds, and show it to everyone with practical actions.

He did what he said. The fox first made a tall hat when he got home. On the hat was written: "I will no longer do bad things, please forgive me" in big characters. And wearing this big hat, he went from house to house to apologize. It took Sister Squirrel's dirty skirt into the river, washed it, dried it, folded it, and delivered it to Sister Squirrel. Then he ran to Uncle Niu's house to help sort out the grain and help Uncle Niu carry the grain. He returned the things he stole from Gray Mother to Gray Mother and promised not to steal anything again. It apologized to every little animal it had bullied and made up for its previous mistakes with its own actions. Finally, everyone forgave it and it gained everyone's trust.

From then on, the fox lived happily with other animals again, and the forest returned to its previous harmony. 7. How to write a story about growing up

A story about growing up

I don’t know since when, I have something on my mind, and my thin notepad has a handful of small notes. Suo, I am more cautious in my words and actions, and less naive and impulsive in the past. I have learned how to be careful when getting along with others.

I wonder if as people grow older, they have to bear more and more pressure, and things cannot be as simple and smooth as they were when they were young.

As we grow older, we no longer indulge in the games of the past. Playing house when we were young has long been a stranger to us. The flirting we had when we were children will not change in a hundred years, and it has long become a joke to us. Now we never dare to make any promises to others casually, and everything in the past has long become history. When you suddenly look back, you realize that all this has already gone away from you.

Yesterday I had an quarrel with Yue over a small matter. Today I still maintain a "distance" when I meet Yue. I know that if I have a falling out with Yue, I can't be like when I was a child. I had a falling out this morning and still remain in the afternoon. You can hold hands and play together. As we grow older, we no longer are childish and innocent, but gradually mature and grow up. Self-esteem is also increasing day by day. Sometimes when you make a mistake, no matter whose fault it is, you won't apologize to anyone easily. If you have a falling out, it will be difficult to play freely as before. Instead, there will be an added embarrassment between each other. As time goes by, there will be an additional layer of separation. "Time can dilute everything?" But can it dilute the conflicts between Yue and I?

After bidding farewell to Ming in tears today, Ming boarded the train going north, and we have been separated by a world since then. The so-called saying "It's hard to see each other, and it's hard to say goodbye" is on the occasion of this farewell. It is vividly reflected that it is precisely because of the pain of separation that we cherish the togetherness we have now.

As we grow up, we have our own ideals and pursuits. No one will stay too long for an unnecessary station. It is precisely because of our pursuit that no matter how good we are in the past, Friends are separated now. The good ones may become better in the future, but the bad ones may become like strangers when we see each other in the future.

In the last monthly exam, Jun won the title of first in the class, his vanity was extremely inflated, and his popularity was "an instant success", while Cheng "won" the title of the last in the class. "Championship", with such results, Cheng didn't shed tears, because he understood that men don't shed tears lightly, and if they want to shed tears, they can only be shed in the heart. As a result, Cheng was demented in class for several days.

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Growth is like this, there is laughter and crying, joys and sorrows and separation. In the passing years, we have gained and lost too much. Every smile of victory and every cry of grievance have made us understand a lot. In the days when we get together with friends, we learn to be patient, when we are sad and shed tears, we learn to get up, and when we achieve results, we learn to be humble. `````

Behind everyone's growth, there is a story of their own. It is a story written with smiles, tears, success and failure as a score. 8. Write an essay based on stories

The etiquette stories around me are in grandma’s old photo albums. The burnt yellow alleys, earth-colored courtyards, and tall gray locust trees lie quietly, telling people a story. A backward, closed-off China in the past.

Today, decades later, the green vegetables and fruits in the greenhouse, the quiet assembly line in the workshop, and the bustling traffic in the market illustrate to people a rapidly developing and brand-new China. And just under the shady green trees, beside the winding slide, what is noisy and laughing is the future of the country.

It was a Saturday afternoon. My third-grade brother and I were walking on the way home. The weather was nice and there was a cool wind. When I held his hand and walked down the overpass as usual, passing by the old beggar as usual, he suddenly stopped.

"Sister, why is he sitting there?" The younger brother pointed at the beggar. "He has no money, so he begs for food."

I wanted to pull him away, but I didn't. "Then why can't we help him?" "..." I originally wanted to say that there are many things that we can't help, but looking at my brother's serious face, I decided to give up discussing how to realize the meaning of life with a child. The old beggar seemed to have heard our conversation and was looking over here.

So I gave him two dollars and said, "If you want to help, just help him." My brother pinched the money and ran over. I waited for him to give it to us so that we could go home, but I found that there was no It's not that simple.

"Hey, help me get my schoolbag, and I'll give you two dollars." The younger brother looked into the old beggar's eyes and stretched out his hand. I was stunned.

"..." Obviously, the old man was also stunned. "Otherwise, if you pick me up after school every day, I'll give you two dollars a day."

He was a bit aggressive. "..." The old man turned his head away as if he was insulted.

"Hey..." My brother wanted to continue, but I threw down two dollars and took him away. On the way after that, my brother kept complaining to me why I took him away. I just told him that even beggars should respect each other and be polite to older people.

My brother was so angry that he stopped talking. I felt lucky in my heart, because if he asked me again, I wouldn’t know how to answer him. What is true respect? How to practice true etiquette? It’s hard to say whether we are lucky or unlucky that children are all around us. In our lives, we are always changing them intentionally or unintentionally, and changing the future of the country.

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