I hate people writing.

I hate people's composition 1 "Lida Bai Hua" is the person I hate most, no, it should be the person that all the students in our class hate, even though we have known each other for a long time. He has high cheekbones and a scar on his face. The most distinctive thing is that his ears are a little forward and he is skinny. Of course, this is a bit exaggerated. The thief has two lenses on his triangular eyes.

What annoys him is that he talks nonsense, that is, he talks nonsense. But sometimes he is humorous. When I was in the Olympic math class, because it was already the winter vacation, the teacher said, "Students, we won't all have classes on Saturday, but every other day." You got it? "We replied angrily," It's clear-white. " He raised his hand tirelessly and asked, "Do we still have classes on Saturday after that?" Hearing this, we all laughed, but his expression was very strange, as if he didn't understand why he was laughing.

In another math class, the teacher is talking about positive and negative divisors. The teacher suddenly called him, "How many positive and negative divisors are there in 1995?" "Ah?" "Didn't you just raise your hand?" The teacher asked. "Oh, no," he said. "I just had a stretch." At that time, the teacher must be furious, but he didn't show it. He just asked how many people there are in Li Mingcheng. Of course he doesn't know. After being reminded, he said, "32." After class, the teacher gave him a serious education.

Because he is too talkative, we called him "Li Dabiao" and played a joke on him: "The Japanese entered the village, and the people died and ran away, leaving Li Dabiao alone. As soon as he "appeared", he was scared by half, then took a deep breath and was about to speak when the other half shot himself. " He was really stubborn when he heard the joke. He quarreled with us for a long time before he made up.

If I call everyone a "friend", then he-Li Mingcheng, a talkative, humorous and stubborn guy, is my most annoying "friend".

One day last week, I was studying by myself. Suddenly, the teacher said that Wang Shi would disappear from my front desk. I am extremely happy, which is what I am proud of. The teacher asked that Lv Dong be transferred to Wang Shi's position. I was a little depressed again, thinking: hate, he is not a good person either. On his first day here, he caught a cold. He missed a week's class and didn't even come to the mid-term exam on Friday afternoon.

The day before yesterday, he suddenly came. I was a little uncomfortable at first. He was very attentive and lent me this and that, but he had nothing to make me laugh. I didn't find his shortcomings. Two days later, he said to lend me a pen. I am very happy to say: Do you want it for nothing? He said humorously, I want it, but I haven't given it yet. I said angrily, Kuang, I don't need it yet. He smiled happily, but I was so angry that I shouted, if you do this again, I will let the teacher transfer you back. He smiled and said, no, big sister, I'm so scared. I said sarcastically, if you are afraid, just listen to me, otherwise, hum, he pretends to be a good-looking girl. I knew that I had made a mistake. Forgive me. I thought: after I forgave him, he would giggle at me again. In this way, he and I must fight for a whole week. I really don't know if there are two days left to be quiet.

He borrowed a pen from me after class. I said to him: Your family is so rich that you still borrow a pen from me. You might as well lend me a pen. I have no pen. He said, you are beautiful. Then I cried poor again. Hey, he's so stingy. I really want to hit him.

More annoying things are yet to come. His homework is always copied from ours, even in exams. Mess up my back desk occasionally. At the beginning, we either threw notes or washed water, which made us unable to do our homework.

I really hope the teacher will transfer him away quickly, so that we can rest assured.

So he is the person I hate the most.

I hate her, with her spherical figure and sly eyes, always looking around to see if there are any cheap ones. She often appears in the street, carrying a basket, either "bringing" some socks or "bringing" some apples. Otherwise, she will touch things around and confuse the seller. Finally, she ran away with something that didn't cost money.

Look! There she goes again. The eyes of two mice were wide and round, for fear that others would take advantage of them. A burst of melon fragrance came to my face. Her eyes lit up and she quietly approached the car. "Swish, swish" I saw her hand gesticulating three times in the air, and three melons entered her basket. Just when she was secretly pleased, unexpectedly, her every move was clearly photographed by the rearview mirror. "Cheep-"The car stopped, and then a bruiser got off. He stared at her and said bluntly, "Did you steal my melon?" She said confidently, "No, who stole your melon?" The big fellow stubbornly said, "I didn't steal it." Where did you get the melons in your basket? " "Well, I bought it there." She made a gesture without looking. The big fellow sneered, "Hum, what do you think that is for sale?" She just looked carefully, and it turned out that that row was full of clothing stores! Even so, she took her time, lifted her face and was not afraid. "What is yours is yours. What are you yelling about?" It is said that this melon was thrown into the car, because it was too hard and smashed several melons. She left without looking back. The big fellow wanted to catch up, and someone next to him advised him, "Forget it, she is a famous bitch, and it's up to you to be unreasonable." The big fellow had to shake his head and walk away.

She didn't take anything this time and started wandering around again. Suddenly, she saw an old woman selling peaches. She hurried over and said, "Hey, how much is a catty of peaches?" "2 yuan". "Five Jin" She caught some peaches and stuffed them into the basket when the old woman weighed them. The old lady is old and her eyes are not good. She didn't realize what she had done. She still won't. Before leaving, she took one and said, "Have I tasted it?" Said and ran away.

This shameless man who likes to take advantage of others is really annoying.

I hate people's compositions. In Chinese class today, the teacher assigned a composition entitled "Such people really make me".

Without thinking, I filled in the word "hate" without hesitation. Why? Please listen to me one by one.

One morning, I woke up early, but I didn't think of it so early, so I picked up my cell phone. Just turn on the phone, I saw a video pop up in the QQ group. I opened it out of curiosity. I saw two ragged old men kneeling on a bridge, a man and a woman. There is a piece of Zhang greatly paper on the floor, which reads: My wife is seriously ill, penniless, childless, please help us! Seeing this sad scene, my tears swished down. I continued to look down, but I didn't know it. I was shocked.

The two old people didn't get the money for a long time, just like magic. I don't know where I got a quilt. An old man was lying under the bed, and an old man knelt beside him. At this time, passers-by dropped coins and banknotes in front of the old man. After a while, a lot of money piled up on the ground. The old man was so tired that he fell to his knees. While there was no one on the road, he quickly changed shifts with the old man under the covers.

Seeing this scene, my heart immediately ignited a mass of anger, and I really wanted to cross the screen at once and give them a loud slap.

There are always all kinds of fake beggars in society who use people's sympathy and conscience to cheat money. How immoral! I don't understand why these fake beggars cheat good people.

False beggars are so annoying! Everyone must keep their eyes open!

You'll never believe that the person I hate most is my mother! She has a round head, long hair, two curved eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes, a nose like garlic and a modest mouth. You can tell at a glance that she is a strict person. However, she is really strict. Whenever I do something wrong, she looks terrible when she gets angry. I must obey to avoid this disaster. ...

You know, I'm not free during the holiday. I have a composition class from 7: 30 to 9: 30 every day, then I go to the piano class for one hour at 10: 00, then I have a foreign language class at 1: 00 to 3: 00 in the afternoon, and then I spend two hours in Olympiad. I can't sleep every day and come home very late. I must keep a diary and do my homework. In addition, I have to write my homework left by my mother. Of course, my mother has to take me back and forth in these classes, and she is also very busy.

Sometimes I go outside to play when there are few classes, but every time it doesn't take long, my mother asks me to go upstairs to write my composition, keep a diary, do my homework and so on. Not only do I do my homework in the morning, but she also takes me home to do my homework after school at night. Do you think she won't make me hate it?

My mother is a resolute person and doesn't like my slow motion. Every time I can't keep up with her rhythm, she will yell at the children of Zhang, Li, Si, Wang and Jia, praise me as perfect and compare me to nothing. I gnashed my teeth when I heard her belittle me like this. I don't think she is my real mother. How can such a mother not annoy me?

However, hate is hate, and she still cares and loves me very much. Slowly, I feel that my annoying mother makes me better and better, and I like her a little, really!

The person I hate most is my father, who is not as strict as other fathers in talking and laughing in front of children. In his mind, as long as you do one thing, you must do it well, and you can't give up halfway. On weekdays, I seldom talk to him because he always keeps a straight face and seldom smiles kindly. He is always so serious when he does things, not so careless. He always tells me: Get twice the result with half the effort.

I remember once, I was in the mood to share some pressure with my mother, and I wanted to wash the dishes for my mother after a delicious dinner. At first, my mother refused: "What dishes do you wash, a child?" ? Don't cut your hand again. "But when I saw my sincere face, I had to wash it again. I think, at this time, my mother is worried and feels a little warm.

Do it. I picked up a small bowl and washed it. Turn on the hot water, take a dishcloth and pull your sleeves, and this dishwashing activity will begin. At first, the small bowl was delicious, and my mother stood next to me, fearing that something would happen to me if I got hurt. When I saw that I had washed the small bowl, I quickly praised me. At that time, my heart was full of joy. Seeing my seriousness, my mother stopped worrying and turned and left the kitchen.

But when I wash the big dishes, the problem comes. Holding the plate is slippery and the oil in it can't be washed clean. When I put it in the water, there are still residues floating up from time to time. Seeing this scene, I was anxious and left angrily. My father saw it and came up to me with a serious expression and said, "Tingting, you can't give up halfway. You can't do anything."

I was so angry just now that I finally calmed down and said, "I see. I will take everything seriously in the future." Say that finish, then got up and continued to wash the dishes.

This is the person I hate most. In fact, I like him in my heart, and I know that he is strict with me for my own good, in order not to let me give up.

If you ask me who I hate the most, I will tell you without thinking-* *

I hated * * when I was in kindergarten, and I still hate him until now. Of course, I have good reasons. When we play together, he always curses. I can't even describe those terrible words. Hey, it's really uncivilized! Also, I remember when I was in the first grade, I once played the slide with * *. He caught up with me as soon as I got on the bus. When I wasn't looking, he gave me a hard push, and suddenly I fell down and Gollum rolled down. Fortunately, my hand landed first, if I dare not think about it.

This is bright and dark!

What I remember most is the day shortly after the beginning of the sixth grade. I went to the store to buy an eraser and met her on the way. She also wants to buy an eraser. When she put the eraser in her schoolbag, she found that the water in the water cup in the schoolbag was spilled and all the books were wet. So I quickly put down my schoolbag and took out the books one by one.

When we just took the books out of our schoolbags, it happened that * * came. Seeing our mess, he first asked what was going on, and then he helped us get busy. I thought to myself: hey! Where on earth did the sun come out today? He also initiated compassion and became a bodhisattva. I finally packed it, only to find that the bicycle key was gone. I have a rash. Where have I been? I was in the car. How did I fly away so quickly? I remember sweating profusely. Just then, Xiaohong found a key in the tree. Here are my car keys. Took the key, * * smiled and turned to run.

Oh, this sly smile, I understand. After that, I will never care about this grandma wolf again.

I hate * *, I don't know when he will get better and stop playing such pranks! Hey!