550 words on writing the human spirit.

There is a glass on my desk. It is wearing brand-new red clothes and little red riding hood. It has big eyes like grapes, a small nose and a Zhang greatly's mouth. It's cute to smile at you! I didn't buy it, I made it.

It took me a long time to finish my teacher's homework last Sunday. After that, I had nothing to do and felt bored. At this time, I was smart and wanted to be a tumbler. I hurried to the study and found it.

The book "I love making handicrafts" finally found the drawings to make it, but this is not enough. I prepared the materials again. The making of the tumbler began. I opened the refrigerator and took out an egg. Gently punch two small holes in both ends of the egg with a needle.

Cave. I'm afraid the eggshell will break if I push too hard. Then, I blew hard from a small hole for a long time, and the egg yolk and egg white flowed out, leaving only the eggshell I needed. I put a little more dirt.

Stuff it in bit by bit. After half an hour, I thought it was almost full. I tried to see if it could stand up on its own, but it didn't work. Without my hand to hold it, it will fall down. What's going on here? I looked at the picture.

Paper, originally only needs to be stuffed in half. I was so careless. I got the mud out again. On the way, I did another experiment. I pressed it to the ground, and as soon as I let go, it stood up again. The experiment succeeded! I gave it again.

He was dressed neatly and made a hat out of cardboard. Although I am very tired, I am still very happy to look at the lovely tumbler.

Every time someone comes, they praise me for being smart. I'm glad to hear the news.

My bitterness and joy are written in 550 words. In my life, I have experienced pain and enjoyed happiness. Although it is hard to practice skipping, it brings me a lot of happiness. Once, our school rehearsed a program: pattern skipping. This program will take part in county-level competitions. I was lucky to be chosen by the school, but I can never dance well. I think: this is a glorious thing. I can't live up to the expectations of teachers and classmates. I must practice hard. In the evening, I practice in my spare time. I asked my parents to help me shake the rope. I couldn't jump well at first, either the rope tied my foot or I didn't jump. Besides, after dancing for a while, I was so tired that I panted and sweated. How to practice at this speed? Well, I can't give up. I told myself again and again in my mind that I couldn't give up. So, I continued to dance. I gradually jumped from one or two to eleven, more and more. At this point, I was so tired that I had the idea of giving up. My mother seems to have read my mind: "Li Nan, don't give up, come on!" ! Success belongs to persistent people, and I believe you will succeed! "From my mother's encouraging eyes and words of trust, I found confidence, continued to practice, my endurance became stronger and stronger, and I also mastered some skills. Later, I can jump 100 times in a row. My confidence is getting stronger and stronger. After that, I continued to practice every night, but my leg was particularly painful, but I persisted and didn't give up. After many troubles, I can finally dance for three minutes without failure. In the competition, I skipped rope easily and finally got good results. At that time, I was very happy and jumped with ecstasy. At this time, it is the happiest time to recall the days of practice and savor it carefully. Just like oranges, they are sour and sweet. Only when you feel them with your heart will you feel happy. Happiness often comes from hard work. Only by giving will you be happy. Because of happiness and pain, life becomes better.

About 550 words about maternal love, maternal love is water, nourishing our thirsty hearts; Motherly love is a lamp that illuminates our way forward; Motherly love is the wind, blowing away our growing troubles; Motherly love is ...

The teacher once made a survey in the class. The content of the investigation is who remembers his mother's birthday. As a result, only three students know. Who washed mom's feet? None of them showed up. I was suddenly startled. Yes! I remember many gifts my mother bought me every birthday, such as toy cars, basketball and beautiful new clothes. But I don't even remember my mother's birthday, let alone say "happy birthday" to my mother. So the teacher assigned homework, that is, everyone helped her mother wash her feet once. When I came home at night, I said I would wash my mother's feet with a footbath. My mother was shocked. She has never enjoyed her son washing her feet! Mom said I didn't need to wash. She was very uncomfortable, but she didn't bother me. Looking at her thin feet, my heart is sour. I've wanted to live a comfortable life for so many years. I never thought about how much my mother suffered, how tired she loved, and sometimes made her angry. Really shouldn't!

Mom always remembers what we like to eat, but we never think about what mom likes to eat. Every time I think of this, I think of that scene.

I like sweet and sour fish best, and my mother often cooks it for me. Whenever I come home from school and see a sweet and sour fish on the table, I forget all my troubles and feel very happy at once. I think a piece of fat fish is really delicious in my mouth. A fish was quickly destroyed by me, leaving only the head. But I found that my mother and I are a perfect combination in eating fish. Because I like fish, and my mother likes fish heads. I didn't know until I grew up that my mother was reluctant to eat fish and always left me the best things. Whenever I think of these, my heart is sour.

Motherly love is a sunshine, which warms each of us selflessly. Motherly love is an umbrella, which will always hold up the sky of love for us. Feel maternal love, should I do something? Friends, let's move!

Scene description composition 550 words sports meeting scene description composition sports meeting scene description

Today is the second day of the sports meeting, and the game has developed to a white-hot stage. We did not lose momentum to Class Two, nor did we lose talent to Class Two, but the total score was temporarily lost to Class Two. I began to doubt whether I could benefit from the bet of calculating the score rate of our class with other boys.

For the athletes in our class, each of us donated 10 yuan's class fee, bought mineral water and other logistics work, and even the monitor bought glucose. To tell the truth, I regret why I didn't take part in the sports meeting. At least I can get some subsidies. Laugh.

In the afternoon, I met Niu Niu, and we sat on the floor and talked enthusiastically. After all, since the placement, we haven't had many opportunities to talk confidentially, so our chat is getting bigger and bigger, and finally it has developed into a small meeting. We tell each other jokes, gossip and talk about the latest situation. Anyway, it was at our age, not at our age. Everyone spent a pleasant afternoon in the deafening March.

Niu Niu insists that I take him to the university near our school after school, because I go home from there every day, and he wants to know what the secret route is. He thinks my brain is burnt out because I deliberately bypassed it. The explanation I gave him was simple: there were many trees and it was quiet. He saw a row of irregular grocery stores and said, is this really a university? I suddenly felt a cold wind blowing.

We talked a lot along the way, from high school students to college entrance examination. Niu Niu said that she would be very nervous in senior three, but I said that it was of course a once-in-a-lifetime college entrance examination. The thought of repeating it gives me the creeps. He smiled and said, there are many firsts in life. I know what he means. But I made a joke and said: When did you become philosophical? He smiled again.

Everyone has a hard experience. On the road of youth, if you choose a different fork in the road, you may face different difficulties and setbacks. We have all been confused, but because we are friends, and only because we are friends, can we support each other and correct each other. Avoid unnecessary sacrifices.

I hope my friends and I can fly happily all the way.

The 550-character characteristics of Jishan specialty constitute the Jishan specialty-Banzao.

Jishan county is a veritable jujube town, where there are many varieties of jujube. To ask Jishan what dates are the best, the first thing to ask is Jishan half dates.

Although jujube is not big, it has the functions of enriching blood, spleen and liver! It is beneficial and harmless to the human body. After processed into candied dates, the taste is unparalleled! Jujube is rectangular, with small core and thick meat. If you don't dry it for a long time, it tastes sweet and strong. The candied dates are Huang Liang in color, clear in pattern, neat in size, sweet in taste and extremely high in nutritional value, and are exported at home and abroad.

Banzao is the first of the seven famous dates in Shanxi. In ancient times, it was named Gongzao by successive dynasties. According to legend, jujube originated in Shandong. At that time, there was an official named Duan in Yuncheng. His hometown is in Shandong. He especially likes to eat golden dates from his hometown, so he brought a car from his hometown. After he planted jujube stones in the soil and ate them. Due to the unique water, soil and climate in Yuncheng, jujube stones take root, germinate, blossom and bear fruit. Therefore, Jishan jujube came from this.

A few days ago, my father specially bought a box of dates to take home for me to taste. I can't wait to grab one to wash. The unique smell of red dates kept drilling into my nostrils, so I didn't bother to look carefully, so I ate it first! I gently took a bite, crisp My Sweetie, suddenly refreshing, Jishan jujube is really well-deserved!

After all I've said, can't it wait a long time? Ji Shan is waiting for you!

Try to write a composition of 550 words. "Beyond self, breaking through the limit ..." seems to appear a lot in my life. These simple words always make me face the facts bravely, give me confidence, give me strength, let me surpass myself again and again, break through my own limits and create one record after another. They are my life goals: "Go beyond myself and break through the limit!" " "

An attempt that I will never forget is a Chinese lesson given to us by Mr. Gu. ...

"I must raise my hand to answer the teacher's questions in this Chinese class, so that the students will be impressed!" A few minutes before class, I thought. "Don't just raise your hand once, what's to be afraid of!" Before class, I pretended to cheer myself up easily.

My heart sank when the bell rang.

Teacher Gu threw a question after writing the text: "Why does dad want his children to take root in the frontier like him?" The classroom immediately lost its vitality and became silent. I seem to hear my breathing. I secretly looked around, some students just looked at the book, some students looked around with wandering eyes, and some students bit their fingers, as if everything around them had nothing to do with them. I wish I could lift this heavy hand. However, my ambition before class has long since vanished, and now I'm almost furious.

I couldn't help moving my right hand, my heart thumped again, and my face turned red slowly. "Oh, what are you afraid of! Just answer one question, there is nothing to be afraid of! " I secretly encouraged myself. I slowly put my right hand on the table and looked around. When no one saw me, I raised my right hand, so low and so heavy.

I think this hand weighs a thousand pounds and it's really hard to hold. I really want to let go, but it is worthwhile to work hard for the goal. I was relieved when Mr. Gu called me. I stood up and said plausibly; "Because ..." 1 "plop", I sat down and waited for Mr. Gu's evaluation. Unexpectedly, the ancient teacher gave me a good evaluation. I am full of joy and immersed in the ocean of happiness all day. ...

"Go beyond yourself and break through the limit!" It is because of these words that I try again and again. Trying to occupy more than half of my life!

A composition about after-school life, about 550 words. My life after school.

I like reading books. As long as I have time, I will pick it up and watch it with relish. As for when it started, I will start from when I was in kindergarten.

That day, my father took me to Xinhua Bookstore and selected a book "Selected Fairy Tales of China" for me. When I opened it, I immediately saw a line of dense words, which made me dazzled and dizzy. I squinted and thought carefully: "One day, where did I come from?" In my anger, ................................................................................................................................................... slammed the book.

When I picked up this book again in primary school, suddenly, I was attracted by it. At this time, it hooked me like a huge hook. The rich and colorful contents in the book deeply attracted me. Savor carefully, there is a feeling of being in the mirror! I couldn't believe myself at that time!

From now on, as long as I have time, even if it is only a minute, I will pick up that book. At first glance, I either forgot to eat or saw the water boiling. So my electricity bill is always more than others.

Once, I went to the bookstore and bought some books. It was already half past five when I got home, and the whole family had already finished eating.

I looked at the dining table and thought that I hadn't eaten yet, so I sat down on the sofa and read. The wonderful content in the book attracted me again.

An hour passed, two hours ... until my stomach growled, and I suddenly woke up from my dream book: "Ah! How could I forget? I haven't eaten yet! "

I got up and ran to the kitchen. At first glance, "Hey, what am I worried about?" I haven't eaten yet! "I said this, and picked up the book, fascinated.

"Goo goo-"My stomach sang "Eating Song" again. "I'm starving. Why doesn't the rice open? " I ran to my mother and said, "Why don't we have dinner tonight?" Mom's eyes widened in surprise: "You ... haven't you eaten yet?" "hmm." I nodded, puzzled. When I think about it, I suddenly realize! Ha ha! How ridiculous I was then!

Unconsciously, the book and I became inseparable partners. When I encounter difficulties, books will help me and help me overcome difficulties and obstacles; When the book is idle and boring, I will chat with it.

Now, I am a fifth-grade pupil, but there is still a rope between me and the book that can never be untied.

I gradually found that my oral English improved and my writing ability improved. Whenever the teacher praises my good composition, I always say to it silently in my heart, "Thank you, friend!" " "

My grandmother is 58 years old this year. She is of medium height and always likes to wear a brown coat. She often wears a green apron around her waist. Her wrinkled eyes smiled from ear to ear. At this time, you can see that there are only a few "guards" left in her mouth-front teeth. My grandmother is cute and nagging. Grandma's nagging is accompanied by growth, so am I.

Although grandma likes nagging, I never hate her. Once, grandma went out shopping and came back a little late. At home, grandpa said a few words to grandma, and grandma took pains to start chanting. "I'm tired of shopping today!" There was another traffic jam on the road, and I finally bought so many things. You didn't help me. I feel very tired to let the old lady carry so many things. Now that I am old, I can't do anything well. I came back late today and wanted to come back for a hot meal, but you didn't do anything, so I had to do it myself. The whole family will get tired of everything. I don't know when.

At this time, my sister came back from school with her schoolbag on her back. After doing her homework for a while, she clamored to watch TV. Grandpa didn't allow her, and grandma came out to help: "Son, you should focus on learning!" " "You are only grade three, and you have to go to junior high school, high school and university. There is still a long way to go! What should I do if I don't study hard and have no knowledge and can't go to college when I grow up? People who go to college now don't watch TV. No wonder people study so well. Finish your homework, read books, review your lessons, do exercises, study well, and then study TV, do you hear? My sister blocked her ears tightly, and when she saw that grandma was gone, she took out the cotton stuffed inside and said, "What an old horse!" " Grandma started nagging again when she heard this sentence. If you don't listen to grandma, you are not a good boy. There is some truth in what your Excellency said. You should listen to adults. After listening, my sister had to bury her head in the pile of books reluctantly and continue her study.

Advice when most needed is least heeded. Although grandma is a little nagging, she devoted her feelings to us. I hope grandma's "nagging" will accompany me forever!

When I come to grandma's house, I always go to a beautiful and poetic place, that is grandma's garden, because the beautiful scenery of the garden really intoxicated me.

In the garden, there are not only red and big cockscomb flowers, intoxicating white orchids and pink peach blossoms; There are also cactus that people dare not approach, iris that looks like a butterfly, and lavender violets that are elegant ... dazzling and countless.

Beautiful flowers naturally need careful care. With grandpa's careful care every day, the garden not only has many varieties of flowers, but also is beautiful in spring and autumn!

In spring and March, the spring breeze is slow, and the garden presents a vibrant scene. White orchids and peach blossoms compete for beauty, and cactus is also beautiful. Look, white orchids exude a faint intoxicating fragrance, accounting for more than half of the flower beds. From a distance, it looks like a magical fragrant carpet; Oh, cactus sister is not to be outdone, and has already opened its pale yellow bud, which makes people fondle it! The most beautiful is Sister Peach Blossom. You see, Sister Peach Blossom put on a beautiful pink coat, which is even more intoxicating against a few green leaves. The soft spring breeze brushed Sister Peach's cheek, and it danced with the wind, looking from a distance, like a dancing pink sea of flowers! Birds are chirping, as if cheering for the beautiful garden!

Autumn has come, and the osmanthus fairy can become a star in the garden! Golden yellow, full of a large area. Osmanthus fragrans exudes fragrance. You see, these yellow and big osmanthus flowers are dancing, trying to exude fragrance, as if they were competing for the championship; Those small osmanthus flowers are very different. They hid among the flowers and refused shyly. The autumn wind blows gently, and osmanthus flowers shake their bodies in unison. How lovely!

Ah, what a beautiful place! The sea of flowers and the singing of birds have merged into a beautiful painting, which constitutes a beautiful scenery.

Ok! I like grandma's garden.

The first grade composition contains 550 words of interesting things in winter vacation and 600 words of interesting things in winter vacation.

I like snow, which floats around, dressing up the earth as a world of pink jade and bringing people the hope of a bumper harvest. I like snow. Whenever it snows, I always like to catch snowflakes with my hands and watch them melt in my hands. I also like to run in the snow and enjoy the unrestrained happiness. I really hope it will snow heavily. On the day of winter vacation, the sky was gray and slightly white, and the whistling northwest wind blew on people's faces like a knife. "It's snowing! It's snowing! " I was awakened by the shouts of surprise downstairs. I am in a daze and want to sleep for a while. I just closed my eyes and sat up like an electric shock. It's snowing. I'm surprised. I rolled over and got out of bed. I walked to the window without clothes or blankets. I opened the window and saw it. Wow! Yes, the world is white, and there are wisps of lovely cotton candy floating in the air-white and glittering snowflakes. Snowflakes are falling slowly, like reeds and catkins, like light goose feathers, drifting endlessly, like that beautiful silver butterfly dancing in the courtyard, and like a group of small * * * wearing white gauze skirts dancing and spinning lightly in the air with the music coming from the sky. Such a brisk figure, such an elegant dance, every crystal snowflake is like a beautiful poem. I can't wait to run outside and look up. Naughty snowflakes kissed my face and stuck to my cheek coolly. I stick out my tongue to feel the smell of snow, which is cold and My Sweetie's. I reached out to catch those naughty snowflakes and observed them carefully. I found that the snow is so delicate, hexagonal white solid, just like a small work of art, the snow in the south is not as magnificent as that in the north. "Thousands of miles of ice, snow in Wan Li" can only be seen in the north. The snow in the south is more poetic. The roofs with blue bricks and small tiles, antique bridges and weeping willows wrapped in silver are like a landscape painting. The field in the suburbs looks like a big quilt. "Snow has a good harvest" is the expectation of all of us. The snow is flawless and crystal clear. This is the representative of winter, a symbol of purity, and a beautiful angel who gives people beautiful enjoyment. I love snow!