Interesting composition of 600 words

Interesting composition 600 words 1 "boss, you still have a hole in this eggplant!" "Aunt, do you have a small bottle of mature vinegar?" "Elder sister, this piece of ginger or send me? Please! " Various voices echoed in the flashing lights of the vegetable market, and striking faces shook in front of my eyes.

I was picking out a bag of eggplant and thought, how can I buy food for this outdoor class? Is it a barbecue? I want to take out a smooth eggplant again and again; Pick eggplant and tick the ingredients on the menu. I went to today's activity base with doubts and others.

I was very uncomfortable on the road because I had to knock over the bottles and jars on my legs carefully. Even so, there was a bag of corn scattered on my team's legs, and the captain scolded us for a long time before giving up.

Before walking to a stove, the menu in the group leader's hand seems to have predicted the truth of cooking lunch. "What should I do? I have hardly been in the kitchen! " My heart is screaming anxiously. Just as I was in a daze, a big silver basin was brought up, filled with cooking tools; The players didn't say much, so they immediately took out the dishes and washed them.

"What should I do? What should I do? " The sound of running water stopped my thoughts, and the splashing water seemed to guide me. I strode to a stove, and several people gathered around a cauldron. "I can't pick it up." A boy said that the ashes on his face and hands have proved all this. At this time, the teacher came around and said, "If you can't pick it up, wash it backwards." She said sternly. I dare not neglect, so I stirred the water in the pot for nothing.

Cooking smoke rises slowly, all kinds of aromas gradually become rich, and one food after another is placed on the table. I closed my eyes and felt the smell of cucumber spread in my mouth. I opened my eyes, and the golden curry flowed slowly like liquid gold. ......

This is the first time I realized that cooking can be so fun.

Teacher's comment: The article is based on novel materials. The author is very good at grasping the characteristics of things and describing them. It shows the whole process of cooking for the first time, and the writing permeates emotions. The action and psychology of the characters in this paper set off the ideological quality of the characters, and the connection is natural and coherent.

Every time I hear the poem "The magpie was misinformed that day, but it is still a heartbroken fairy", I will think of a tearful legend-the meeting between the magpie and the bridge. The day when the Magpie Bridge meets is also what we call the Begging Festival.

George's Day is also called Chinese Valentine's Day. On the night of the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, it is said that if you hide under the grape trellis and hold your breath, you may hear all kinds of sounds, such as frogs barking, dogs barking, cats barking, men calling at night and so on. , formed a country night symphony. What's even more amazing is that on this night, you may hear the whispers of the cowherd and the weaver girl on the Tianhe River! Maybe they have been separated for too long and have too much to say. This endless acacia vocabulary has become a long river and spread all over the world, right?

On the seventh day of July, there is usually a drizzle on the earth. According to the old people, the rain was the tears shed by the Weaver Girl when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl met. So I thought: the tears of immortals are priceless and can often cure all diseases. I should have prepared two bowls and decorated them for sale. My "baby" was in short supply and was taken away by people in need. And I have also become a "living Buddha" to help the poor.

On the seventh day of July, adults in southern Fujian will also carefully cook a sweet and delicious "sacred rice" and bring it to the temple for worship, because this sacred rice is the favorite dessert of the human weaver girl. It is said that children will become smarter after eating the virgin's meal.

On the seventh day of July, the most important thing is naturally pleasing. Girls will fill a big bowl with clear water, take a few needles of different sizes, put them at the door to worship the weaver girl in the sky, and then throw them into the water one by one. If the shadow of the needle in the bowl is thin and long, it means that you are a clever girl and your begging has succeeded; If the shadow of the needle is thick and short, it means that you have failed in begging for cleverness and are not suitable for choosing the profession of tailor embroidery. In our hometown, in addition to throwing needles and worshipping sacred rice, there are competitions such as cutting window flowers and tying scarecrows. We children are the happiest in the days of begging. We can eat delicious desserts, melons and fruits and watch the game. This is a real pleasure.

Begging for Qiao Festival has been designated as one of the four traditional festivals in China, because it represents people's wishes for family happiness and marriage! Although I am not a girl, I don't have to worship the Weaver Girl every year, but I also hope that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl can live together in harmony and beauty every day.

A happy and short winter vacation slipped away from us quietly, and we ushered in a new semester. The interesting things that happened in the winter vacation, like countless stars in the sky, are indelible memories in my heart. Every star is shining, and every past is unforgettable.

My two sisters and I haven't played together for a long time. During the winter vacation, we got together again and had a good time. As we grow older, our games are also upgrading. This year, we played badminton again. In order to see who is better at this sport, we decided to hold a special badminton elimination match in grandpa's yard. In order to make the game fair and just, we invited two fair referees-grandpa and grandma.

In order to fight fairly, we used "stones, scissors and cloth". It's really "good luck". My sister and I played the first game. I am confident of becoming a champion. At first, I tried my best to my sister. And the elder sister is also gearing up and confident. Who knows, my ball went west and east for a while, and the erratic ball made my sister dizzy and tired, and finally gave up the racket and surrendered. I can't help getting carried away. The second round has begun, and I am still immersed in the joy just now. My second sister, who is very skilled, has long seen through my strategy, and can easily return the ball every time, even violently counterattack and smash. Now it's my turn to be exhausted, and my sister is booing. This really adds fuel to the fire and makes me very anxious. The next few balls were even worse. I was eventually eliminated because I dropped too many balls. It's a pity that my dream of winning the championship is a flash in the pan, or my "battle-hardened" second sister is a little better and becomes the best of the three of us.

Looking at the expression of joy when the second sister won the praise from her grandparents, I can only admire her strength in my heart. No matter how firm you are, you should be modest. It is an eternal truth that modesty makes people progress and pride makes people lag behind. I will always keep it in mind and motivate myself to keep moving forward!

Interesting composition 600 words 4 myna is a very likable animal. Although it is not as good as a parrot in appearance, it is not inferior to a parrot in interest. No, I really met such an interesting thing in the Imperial Street in the Southern Song Dynasty.

An aunt opened the birdcage on the Imperial Street in the Southern Song Dynasty and let myna fly to the roadside stream. According to my aunt, she takes this starling to Wu Shan every morning. Aunt does her own radio gymnastics, and myna "chats with other birds", and then she must take a bath here when she comes back.

While we were talking, we heard Starling mutter, "Here comes the guest! The guests are here! Welcome! " Aunt smiled and said, "It's called Tian Tian. I will say these two words when I see a stranger coming. Let me tell you, our family lives on the first floor. One noon, I was taking a nap. A thief opened the window and just wanted to sneak in. Our family immediately invites guests every day. Welcome to visit! Scared the thief to run away at once! After I was awakened, I got up and looked-the lock was broken and there was a wrench on the windowsill! Fortunately, there is this day! It will call me mom! Come on, play one every day! -Oh, how come it's gone! "

My aunt looked around and was very worried. She shouted, "Come out every day-mom will go by herself." We also helped find it. At this time, an old woman with silver hair shouted in Hangzhou dialect: "Keep it down, keep it down!" " This little guy is hiding here! "It turned out that myna flew under the air conditioning pipe of the cafe next to it! Aunt put her arms around myna, and myna jumped up very obediently. Aunt raised her other hand and threatened to fight. It dodged cleverly and everyone burst into laughter. Aunt said: "forget it, just call mom!" Do you think mom is okay? Still not obedient, call mom! " Starling, like a child who made a mistake, looked at her aunt with "delicate and touching" eyes and cried cleverly, "Mom! Mom! Mom! "Aunt said" "Yes!" When myna saw that her aunt forgave her, she flew to the ground, paced up and down like a gentleman, and shook off the water drops on her feathers.

What a lovely starling!

When I was in my mother's belly, I became good friends with books. At that time, my mother became a story king and told me stories every day. Up to now, the book and I have been inseparable friends, and many interesting stories have happened between us!

Steal notes

During the summer vacation, I seldom have the habit of taking a nap, but my mother insists that I take a nap. How can I "kill" this nap time? Yes, I have! Why don't I take a book and read it secretly? But this is not a simple matter, so be careful not to be found by your mother. I hid the book under my pillow in advance, just in case. Don't move yet, pretend to sleep! Mom finally fell asleep, don't worry! I quickly took out my book and read it with relish. Having said that, I'm still uneasy. As soon as my mother turned around, I quickly put the book under me. Haha, I finally dodged a bullet. Oh, excited and nervous, the taste of stealing! But it didn't last long. Finally, one day, my mother discovered the secret. Seeing that I was so obsessed with reading, she lifted the nap order. Hehe, now, I can finally study aboveboard.

Borrow a secretary

Few people own this book, but the owner of this book is my deskmate who quarreled with me for three days and two days. What shall we do? Well, I'll borrow this book anyway! I crustily skin of head and whispered to him, "Can you lend me your book?" "Ha ha, I didn't expect you to have today! Ha ha ... "He burst out laughing. "Don't borrow!" . In order to get it, I had to be bullied by it for a while. After several days of "ceasefire and truce" and "good words of peace", this book finally reached my hands. I am dancing with joy. "Only lend you one day!" A basin of "cold water" at the same table spilled over. Look! I was soon immersed in reading. ...

My close contact with books is not limited to these! I believe that in the future, there will be more wonderful sparks between me and books.

Anecdotal composition 600 words 6 The so-called "anecdote" is an interesting and fresh experience. The book Ocean Anecdotes has written a lot of interesting knowledge about the ocean in the form of letters. It's interesting and fascinating to read, and I also know something about writing letters.

The freshest thing in the book is the letter "The color of the sea". When it comes to the color of the sea, maybe you will answer "blue" without hesitation. That's what I thought at first. It was not until I finished reading the article "The Color of Sea Water" that I realized that this unthinking answer was incomplete.

In fact, the color of seawater is colorless and transparent.

Then, why do we see many colors of seawater, such as pink, gold, gray, light blue, green, jet black and so on? Mainly the result of sunlight. If we point a prism at the sunlight, seven colors will appear on the wall, indicating that the sunlight is composed of seven kinds of light: red, yellow, orange, green, blue, indigo and purple. All kinds of light have different wavelengths. When sunlight hits the sea, part of it is absorbed, and the other part is reflected off the water by the sea. Sea water absorbs different kinds of light. It likes to absorb the red and yellow of long light waves, rarely absorbs the green and blue, and what is not absorbed is reflected and scattered, making the color of seawater become green and blue. This is the same as what we talked about in science class.

But I still have one question I don't understand, and that is the "Red Sea". The water in the "Red Sea" is definitely red, but doesn't it mean that the seawater reflects blue and green? How can we get out of the red sea? After reading it, I suddenly realized. It turns out that the Red Sea is full of red plankton, which are rapidly multiplying and living. Over the years, life and death alternate, generation after generation, and the more you breed, the more you dye the sea water red. I think the name of the Red Sea may come from this.

Now I know that there are many colors of sea water, and there are many reasons for the color of sea water to change.

In addition, this book also introduces a lot of interesting knowledge, such as Antarctica, international date line, direction, crossing the equator and so on. Rich in content, vivid in writing, with colorful illustrations, the more you read, the more interesting you feel, and the more you read, the more you love it.

Interesting composition 600 words 7 This year's Spring Festival is particularly comfortable. It seems that God has visited Haikou, a unique and beautiful city. It's sunny on New Year's Day, sunny, even if it's cloudy on the 30th, it's sunny.

The streets and alleys are full of lanterns and flowers, and there are thick festive and peaceful scenes everywhere. Our whole family, old and young, can't resist the temptation of festivals and celebrations. We drove to the beautiful Golden Coast-Holiday Beach, where we could smell the New Year, bathe in the sunshine, blow the sea breeze, look at the smiling faces and listen to the songs of the New Year. How beautiful! Very good!

When I jumped out of the car with a happy mood, I was shocked by what I saw. Haha, there was a sea of people at that time, just like jiaozi cooked in a pot, people were next to people! It turns out that every household has come to the seaside to welcome the waves of the New Year like us! I crossed the vast sea of people and ran to the seaside in one breath. I bathed in the gentle sea breeze, enjoyed the cool sea water, witnessed the frolicking of the waves and listened to the whispers of the waves patting the beach. I'm drunk.

I face the blue sky and the sea, lying comfortably on the golden beach, watching the blue sky and white clouds, letting my pure heart fly, letting the warm sunshine hug me, letting the fresh sea breeze touch my delicate cheeks, and letting my thoughts wander infinitely with the gentle sea breeze. I fiddled with the pure fine sand around me at will, so that the fine sand kept slipping in my hands. I seem to be far away from the noisy seaside, enjoying the happiness brought by the sea in a quiet and peaceful dream. I really want to become a beautiful little shell in the sea and let the waves roll me; I also want to be a beautiful seagull, soaring in the blue sea; I want to be a small fish in the sea, swim in the wonderful underwater world and listen to the beautiful and romantic heart of the sea!

Ah, golden beaches, beautiful holidays, you brought me into this fantastic world, you gave me a good feeling, you made my New Year more colorful, and you made me feel that this seaside trip was the happiest and most comfortable one this winter vacation!

The park in spring is picturesque, with patches of new green Woods, clusters of bright flowers, pavilions, bridges and flowing water. It is very interesting, attracting the elderly to play morning exercises and adding vitality to the park. At this time, a plant instructor came over and said to me with a smile, "We will plant trees at once." Hearing this, everyone jumped three feet for joy.

The tree planting coach drew a circle on the ground with branches, which is the scope of our tree planting. The place has been chosen and you can dig a hole. Speaking of digging holes, everyone is scrambling to dig holes. After all kinds of arguments, everyone agreed that Wu Hao, a giant, would dig. I saw him with a big shovel, thrust it heavily into the ground, and then stamped it with his foot and dug up some soil. Everyone was very happy. He dug two or three times in a row. Suddenly Wu Hao's face sank, her face turned red, her hands trembled a few times, and she couldn't dig at night. Violent Xu Haowen pushed Wu Hao away, grabbed the shovel, and the tiger went down the mountain into the hole with a bang, only to hear a bang and sparks flying. There was only a bang and a spark. I saw Xu Haowen's hands numb, like a deflated ball. Alas, it failed again. Zhi Duo Xing Ju Wei's eyes lit up and he dug up the top layer of soil with a small shovel. It turned out that a big red brick was deeply buried in the soil, and Ju Wei dug up a lot of soil next to it with a shovel. Hercules shook his hand twice, then pulled it out, and the stubborn brick was finally pulled out. Everyone dances happily.

Planting trees is not an easy task, but it is not easy to cultivate soil. Wu Haogang wanted to put a big piece of mud in it, but he was stopped by careful Tu Yue. She held the mud in her hand and rubbed it. It was quickly kneaded into fine soil and buried. When it was half buried, a large piece of mud was buried and a bowl was piled outside.

Time passed quickly, and we reluctantly left, only to see rows of standing saplings adding new green to the bare farmland. Maybe in a few years, it will be a shady forest, and the trees we planted will become towering trees. It will also be a happy paradise for the elderly! Our busyness is also worthwhile.

Anecdotal composition 600 words 9 books voluminous, knowledge endless. A book is like an old friend. Reading and reading, I seem to see the kindness of an old friend. A book is like a guide, showing you the way when you are confused; Books are like a haven for the soul, giving you encouragement when you are sad.

I remember when I was four or five years old, when I was still illiterate, I used to make big jokes. Once, I saw "Tsingtao Beer" in my father's folder, and I read it without hesitation: "Jade Bird Beer". Suddenly, they burst into laughter, making me a monk in Zhang Er-at a loss. Up to now, they sometimes expose my scandals!

When I was a child, my memory was vague, but an interesting reading happened in my second grade, which made my memory sad. At dusk, I came to Zeguo Xinhua Bookstore. I became a bookworm as soon as I entered the door, and I began to study hard. I long to find "food" in layers of colorful books, ah! Finally found it. I took "Chihuo" to the rich area-the desks and chairs for reading, but when I saw "a lot of talents", I had to leave with discretion. I came to the slum-a small stool next to a bookcase with knowledge. After carpet search, I finally found a seat. I took two steps at a time, trying to jump into the chair early. Who knows, Cheng was killed halfway, and he grabbed the seat in front of me, alas, alas! ! ! Is fate so hard on me? The rich area and the poor area were occupied one after another, so I had to choose the beggar area-the floor. I found a place to sit down. It didn't take long. Hey! Here comes the trouble again. My shopping mother picked me up at the bookstore. In order to study, I have to play hide-and-seek with my mother. . Mom seems to be the ghost. She was found in almost several places. "One plan fails, another plan is born"-go to the second floor. But ginger is still spicy. My mother caught me on the way to the second floor, so I had to follow my mother home.

In my mind, the book is a key, which helps me to open the door of literature and broaden my horizons; Books are like a boat, carrying me in the ocean of knowledge; Books are my mentor, telling me the truth of life and benefiting me for life! !