Five templates for writers' small compositions

Writer's Essay 1

Once, our school organized an autumn outing and asked us to dig sweet potatoes.

When I arrived at my destination, I fo

Five templates for writers' small compositions

Writer's Essay 1

Once, our school organized an autumn outing and asked us to dig sweet potatoes.

When I arrived at my destination, I found that the sweet potatoes there were covered with plastic sheets. Why? I immediately ran to ask the grandfather next to me, and the grandfather told me: first, because we want to leave water in the soil; The second is to keep the temperature of the soil. It turns out that farming has such great knowledge!

What is the sweet potato underground? Students must also have this question! Everyone took out their tools and I took out my shovel. I can't wait to open the plastic sheet and start digging. I picked up a shovel and turned the soil around the sweet potato seedlings. I dug for a while and finally saw a sweet potato head. I rolled up my sleeves, grabbed the sweet potato head and pulled it up hard. I didn't expect the sweet potato to move, which made me very angry! I am not reconciled. I hold both sides of the sweet potato tightly with my hands and pull it up hard. Oh, dear! Not only did I not pull it out, but I also fell, causing me to lie on the ground at once. I stood up, no, it seems that pulling is useless, I want to change my strategy. I picked up a shovel, dug a hole next to the sweet potato, put the shovel in and tried to pry it up, but the strength was too small and the soil was too hard to pry it up at all. So I moved a few more stones and put them on the back of the shovel. With a sudden pressure, the sweet potato moved up a little. It seems that my method is correct. I thought to myself: I can pull you out now! So I pulled it up again, but I still couldn't pull it out. Many hands make light work. I asked some classmates to shout one, two, three together! Now the sweet potato is pulled out. I pulled a few sweet potatoes according to this method.

I haven't had an autumn outing for a long time. If there is an opportunity, I will definitely dig sweet potatoes again. Digging sweet potatoes is really interesting!

Writing essay 2

My home is a warm and harmonious family.

My father is 1.79 meters tall, with upturned eyebrows and a pair of glasses. In the eyes of mother, father is a "clown". Mom said that when my father was young, he took his mother to the streets by bike. There is a telephone pole by the roadside. He got on the bus safely, but the mother behind the car was unlucky and her foot was hit on a telephone pole. Later, he took his mother to the street by motorcycle, but he always drove into the puddle and splashed his mother's shoes on his father. Now, my father drives, but my mother refuses to take his car.

There is another thing that is particularly funny. My father is a doctor, and surgery is his major. He actually applied for the title exam, and my clever and confused father actually got in. It is said that my father's operation is very good, so many patients who have operated on him are vying to invite him to dinner. His waist is very thick. Once he went to the mall to buy pants, and asked the salesman to take the pants with a waist of 2 feet 2, but he couldn't get in. The salesman took a ruler and measured it. Dad's waist is more than two feet eight. Mom smiled and said, "Two feet two is the data of ten years ago!" " "

My mother, slim, fair-skinned, short, with a height of 1.55 m to 1.60 m, wears a pair of glasses, and her eyes are full of wisdom, like a learned person. Mom said she was a typical "bookworm" when she was a child. She read a lot of books and became nearsighted. She often tells me to protect my eyesight and never be nearsighted like her. Therefore, watching TV has become my dream since my mother discovered that my eyesight has declined.

The following is the appearance of Jiang Yirun, the hero of this article.

I have a round head, slender almond eyes, eyebrows like dad's, upturned and twisted. I like reading books very much, especially the history book Yang Jiajiang. I like playing basketball, and my favorite dish is potatoes. I gave myself a nickname-"Brother Potato".

I am as confused as my father sometimes. Once, I washed the dishes and broke the bowl when I put it in the cupboard. When I was playing badminton with my mother, I hit the ball on the ceiling, but I was lying on the ground looking for my ass for a long time. What a little idiot!

I love my family, I love my family.

Write a short composition 3

Rows of books stand neatly on the bookshelf, and the sunshine flies into the room from the window and falls quietly on it, illuminating my happy memories.

When I was a little girl, my book friend was with me. The first book friend I met was called father and son. It tells me interesting stories with pictures. My father's truth and my son's little naughty often make me laugh out of breath and roll happily on the bed. Father and son taught me fatherly love when I was the youngest and ignorant, which made me feel the joy of reading!

When I grew up, the new book Friends followed, and the pinyin versions of Aesop's Fables, Grimm's Fairy Tales and Andersen's Fairy Tales became my childhood playmates. In those winter and summer, they brought me endless joy and taught me good character of sincerity, courage and justice.

I still vaguely remember the story of "children and chestnuts" in Aesop's Fables. The little boy got his hand stuck in the jar because he took more chestnuts. This story taught me not to be greedy, but to learn to be content. These stories accompanied me through the happiest time of my childhood and taught me too much. It is more appropriate to say that they are my mentors!

Now, I am growing up, and my book friends have become an inseparable part of me. Jane Eyre, Morning Flowers and One Hundred Years of Solitude ... They have led me out of the ignorant and narrow world and into a new unknown world waiting for me to explore.

I like "Little Peas by the Window" very much, I like Chairman Sousaku Kobayashi in it, I like the tram classroom in Ba Xueyuan, I like the taste of mountains and seas at lunch ... Everything is so beautiful, no matter how bad my mood is, I will get better unconsciously. Is the book club happy and magical?

Time with book lovers is always full of happiness! The bright sunshine still shines on me and my book friends.

Writer's essay 4

When I was in the third grade, my younger brother, Zhu San, was 18 years old, and I remembered someone when I was a child. My brother is very beautiful. He has a crew cut. He has big black and bright eyes under his curved eyebrows, a tall nose, a pair of deep dimples on his chubby face, and a little red mouth that keeps talking like a radio.

My brother is clever and naughty. I saw him busy all day, riding a small bike, moving a bench to ride a horse, turning on TV and watching cartoons, and turning on vcd to watch CDs endlessly. No one can control him. If you criticize him, he will immediately say that you are uneducated and uneducated. Once, I was playing computer and he was screwing around. I slapped him on the ass a few times. He glared at me angrily and said mercilessly, "You are ill-bred. I won't play with you." This makes me angry and laugh.

I remember in summer, once my mother and I bought a watermelon to menstruation's house, and my brother clamored for it as soon as he entered the door. After my mother cut the watermelon, my brother rushed to eat it regardless of others. I looked at him and remembered a joke I played when I was a child. So I teased him and said, "Pumbaa, where did you put the watermelon seeds when you ate watermelon?" He gave me a look and said, "It's in my stomach!" " . I said, "It's all over. Watermelon seeds germinated in Pumbaa's stomach. Tomorrow morning, Pumbaa will grow a big watermelon on his head. " He touched his head and burst into tears. Aunt quickly coaxed him into saying that my brother was teasing you! He stopped crying, hit me hard and said, "Brother didn't teach you to lie, so I won't play with you." It made my mother and I laugh.

Now my brother is over four years old, and he is still so naughty, lovely and lively. We all like him very much.

Writer's essay 5

In the third row of the third column of Class 8, Grade 5, there was a teenager named Huang Yu, nicknamed "Kao Shen". Everyone knows that he is a gifted scholar in our class! What is talent? Don't worry, please listen to me slowly.

One said: people are "handsome". To say this "god" aspect, it can be said that there is a different spring and autumn period: small eyes vs small nose, thick ears are very smart, born with an oval face and a small mouth with a sinkhole, which scares the hero enough. Boy! No wonder the monitor named him "Corn from the Stars"! However, this "God" has a developed mathematical nerve. At that time, the "God" won the first prize in the Olympic Mathematics Competition, which was amazing. It can be said that "other students are scared silly, and my classmates are scared silly". Since then, I have been promoted all the way to become the favorite assistant of teachers in various subjects, the role model of boys and the idol of girls.

Second: study hard. What does the oval face look like? Wide forehead and pointed chin. His mother gave him a handsome oval face when he was born, which doomed his brain capacity to be larger than the average person. This "God" is extremely quick-thinking. I remember a math homework, a thinking question stumped a group of people in the class, and they racked their brains and couldn't figure it out. This "God" is very different from others. He raised his hand boldly and won unanimous applause from the whole class. The teacher smiled and praised him for his talent! This "god" is not only amazed at his math achievements, but also monopolizes all outstanding students in Chinese, English and other subjects. He is a genius! There are countless heroes in this class, like clouds in the sky. Their challengers are more like tides, but they are all defeated, and they are called "invincible in the world".

Although this "god" is not amazing in appearance, he is full of cleverness and stands out in the rivers and lakes of Class 8, Grade 5. He is a diligent thinker and an observant hero.