The second volume of the eighth grade imitates a 500-word composition.

1. My childhood imitation composition 500 My childhood is like a golden field, full of harvest joy, laughter and intoxicating fragrance.

Childhood memories are like golden ears of rice, so I will choose the most beautiful one to share with you. I remember when I was a child, I went to menstruation's house.

My aunt had a dog at that time. I often move it around with branches to tease the dog. Once, somehow, as soon as I approached, the dog barked, scaring me to sit on the ground and cry.

Grandma heard this and ran to drive the dog away. "Let's go! Let's go You beast! " The dog barked even harder.

Grandma kicked, but the dog bit her. Grandma still has scars on her legs that have been bitten by dogs.

I remember when I was in the first grade, I carried my newly bought schoolbag, used new stationery, looked at new books, made many friends, and started my study career with the teacher's smile. The most unforgettable thing is a school relay race.

My heart began to beat faster as soon as I played it. I am afraid that I will fall behind and the baton in my classmate's hand will approach me. I can't help sweating.

It's my turn! I ran away with the baton, forgetting my opponent and myself. "hey!" I tripped over a stone and my hand was bleeding. My classmates are all sweating for me. I shook the soil and endured the pain.

At this moment, I have been left behind and feel desperate. But when I think of the cheers of my classmates and the honor of Class One, Grade Six, I feel very strong in my heart, run fast again and finally cross the finish line. Childhood is golden and beautiful.

Childhood memories are embedded in my heart like pearls, and I will never forget them.

2. The second day imitates the composition of "Qiu Si" with 500 words to imitate "Qiu Si"

The bleak autumn wind blows a fallen leaf. After an intense harvest, everything withered in a blink of an eye, and the vast land was yellow.

My grandparents and I were sitting in the car, looking at the autumn outside, and there was a bleak feeling.

Grandma is in poor health After a long walk, she felt very tired, so she had to sit on a stone and have a rest.

Looking at the cheerful and lively me in front of me, grandma cheered up again and stood up with the help of grandpa.

Grandma used to be a teacher and a strong woman. There is no one in the village who doesn't know her. It is not too much to describe her as "walking like the wind and sitting like a clock". She is a good teacher at school. She is a good mother in her father's eyes; In my eyes, she is a good grandmother.

I was weak when I was a child. Father is very busy and has no time to accompany me. So the burden fell on my grandmother. Grandma is the pillar of the school and has a heavy teaching task. She runs at both ends of the school alone, cooking and cleaning up the housework. I am weak, and I have been in hospital for almost a year. She runs around the school and hospital, panting all day long, and sometimes doing needlework at night. Once strong grandma was knocked down by a disease.

Now grandma's body is greatly discounted and has become a medicine jar, just like autumn leaves, which gradually turn yellow and pale.

I ran behind my grandmother and picked up my cell phone to take a photo with them. But that scene shocked me, and then I burst into tears-

After grandma was weak, she turned a little closer to grandpa, and her steps were a little hard. Gray hair drifted in the wind, and there was a pale face below. How straight grandma's back used to be! Now look at some slightly hunched back on grandpa, the figure of two people and autumn scenery, see people feel a little sad.

Autumn is here, can vibrant spring be far behind?

3. Imitate Chinese eight times-it takes more than 500 words to write a science fiction novel. After a while, a hanging rope came into his sight, with a heavy object tied to one end, swaying like a drunk old man. What is this? The worker looked up and found that the rope had no end. He grabbed the heavy object curiously, but a great force pulled him up. He panicked and instinctively reached out and buckled the steel bar on the building. Oh, my God, this is a tug of war.

Suddenly, with a bang, the rope broke and the worker "floating" in mid-air fell heavily again. Then he heard a strange sound from the sky. This series of strange things blinded him. He doesn't know how to tell others these things, and others won't believe him.

That night, the whole city could not sleep. I don't know where there was a muffled sound, which almost knocked people off the bed. The voice seemed to be someone shouting, but no one could recognize it. Later, people spent a long night with earplugs. The next day, the deaf voice disappeared, which became the headlines at that time. The next day, people from all walks of life talked about it. Some people say that this is a kind of dry lightning, and others think that this is a distress signal sent by aliens to the earth. Those terrorists just grasped people's terror psychology and fabricated a lot of absurd fallacies that the end of the world was coming, which made the citizens who were already in extreme panic and anxiety even more afraid!

A month later, just when people thought everything was back to normal, strange things followed. Some diaries and photos hit the head of the girl's current boyfriend impartially. Needless to say, we broke up.

The confidential documents of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Ministry of National Defense, together with the safe, were smashed in the car led by them. The leaders with straight suits and expressionless faces turned blue with anger at the moment. Looking at the big hole in the car, they vowed to fire this group of * * * officials.

It was raining with blood, mixed with some unknown substances. According to the determination of relevant personnel, these substances are the waste of nuclear reactors. Especially in that "beautiful" city, continuous heavy rain caused a lot of water on the road, and some animals and human bodies floated on the road. . . . Before long, something even more horrible happened-due to the influence of blood rain and nuclear radiation, some people's bodies began to change, and with screams, some people suddenly became zombies! These zombies began to launch a general attack on humans crazily. In order to defend their homes, people took up arms and fought hard with those zombies. In an instant, the blood became a river, and the former this beautiful city became a hell on earth. . .

The world is completely destroyed. When the last man took his last breath, he struggled to open his eyes to see if all this was a dream! Tell him the truth silently-no! Death approached him step by step, and he was still at a loss. "God is unfair to me!" "This is his last words.

Just then, a piece of paper floated down from the sky and fell to the ground. . . . It says: "Please protect the human home!"

On Sunday afternoon, I finished my homework and had nothing to do at home, so I wandered around the yard, trying to have fun in some ordinary trifles.

There are many plants in my yard, which often attract all kinds of small insects. I often urge some people to do research. Suddenly, I found a white spot on a green leaf moving slowly towards the leaf end. Out of curiosity, I took out a magnifying glass and observed it. It turned out to be an aphid. It slowly climbed to the center of the leaf and sucked the juice greedily. At this time, a small ant came to the aphid. I thought: Do little ants want to eat aphids? I saw the ant walk behind the aphid and patted the aphid. Aphids excrete a drop of water and so on, and ants shovel it. After a while, several ants climbed up again. They patted the aphid's * *, and the aphid obediently discharged some water droplets. The ants scrambled to eat again and wiped out the "cleanliness addiction" at once.

Just then, a ladybug flew over and landed on the leaves. Ants touch each other's tentacles as if discussing a plan. Soon the ants attacked the ladybug and bit it from time to time. Ladybugs were bitten black and blue. I had to flap my wings and look at the prey that had reached my mouth and flew away helplessly. Huh? Why do ants eat "water drops" discharged by aphids? Why do ants help aphids drive away ladybugs?

With these puzzling questions, I read the relevant information and learned that the aphid honey excreted by aphids is very sweet and ants like it very much. Aphid happens to be the natural enemy of ladybug septempunctata. In order to keep the honey source, ants help aphids drive away ladybug septempunctata.

Ah! This afternoon is really hard to forget. Through careful observation and thinking, this secret was finally revealed by me!

5. The first part of the 500-word narrative composition of the eighth grade: Huang Xiuxian Everyone has a childhood, and the fun of childhood is like all kinds of shells on the beach. With the sea water, they shine with colorful brilliance, which is countless. Now I still hold the brightest shell in my hand, which is the most unforgettable and interesting story of my childhood. I remember when I was a child, when I was born, there was a tree planted with me in my yard. I often take a knife and carve a mark on the trunk to measure whether I am getting taller every day. Looking at the horizontal line, I wish I could grow taller quickly. One day, I suddenly found myself shorter than that mark.

Oh, my God, have I grown backwards? I was so scared that I ran to ask my mother, "Mom, why are all my other friends taller and why am I shorter?" Mom quickly put down her work, put me on the chair and asked, "Why do you say that?" I jumped up from my chair, grabbed my mother's hand, dragged her into the yard and pointed out, "I carved my height on the tree with a knife every day, but today I carved it under the horizontal line I had carved before." I said, pointing to two horizontal lines on the tree. Mother listened to my words and looked at the tree again. After two minutes of silence, she burst into inexplicable laughter. She couldn't help laughing, and tears came out, patting her stupidly. "I suddenly realized that it was not that I was short, but that the tree was tall. Then I went to play with the chicken happily. I really don't know what stupid things I will do to chickens.

Ha ha! Interesting! My childhood was like this. There are many stupid things, such as bathing the snow doll and trimming my eyebrows ... and so many interesting things. Silly things make up that colorful childhood, happy childhood and nostalgic childhood.

Although this golden time is slowly leaving me, I am not that stupid. I believe that childhood anecdotes will be the best memories in my life. The second part: Wang Xiuxian's childhood life was like a flash of lightning, which flashed before my eyes. However, the interesting things of my childhood seem to be engraved in my mind and cannot be erased. Every time I think of them, I can't help laughing.

Once, my mother bought a big bag of vegetables and saw me lying on the sofa watching TV. She said, "Xiao Chun, go and help my mother wash the vegetables." "good!" I readily agreed. Mom said that and went to the living room to watch TV. I walked into the kitchen and saw a big bag of vegetables, including cabbage, on the platform. There are eggplant, three; There are tomatoes, five or six.

I'm so stupid. I was told to wash so many dishes when I was in kindergarten class, really. "Ah, yes!" I shouted, doesn't mom usually put so many clothes in the washing machine to wash together? Then I won't do the same thing? Wait a minute, maybe mom will praise me! Thinking of this, I picked up Chinese cabbage and came to the washing machine. I stood on tiptoe to open the lid of the washing machine, carefully put the vegetables in, then cover it again, and finally press the power button.

Listening to the sound of the washing machine starting, I sat there and thought with relish how smart I was. After a while, I thought, did you wash the dishes? Hey! These dishes don't need washing. After thinking about it, I got up from my seat and pressed the button of the washing machine to stop it. When I opened the lid of the washing machine, I looked, "Yeah!" It really surprised me. Where is the food? Look at the cabbage with "one army" left. Eggplant seems to have been bitten by a mouse, and it is black and blue. The tomatoes have disappeared ... I'm scared out in a cold sweat. what can I do? Mom spent money to buy so many dishes, but I washed them like this. Really help me more and more! "Small alcohol, food ready? I want to cook. "

Mother walked into the kitchen and shouted. I was silent. "Oil your feet-run!" I went into my little room and locked the door ... I couldn't help laughing at the thought of this interesting childhood story.

How naive I was when I was a child! As I grow older, I gradually understand that different things need different methods to achieve good results; Otherwise, the consequences will often be counterproductive or even out of control. Chapter III: Kim Soo Hyun's childhood is an ocean of joy.

On the seashore of memory, there are countless shells, some of which are gloomy and evoke a sad past; There are wonderful and interesting stories that remind people of their childhood. I was looking for the most beautiful shell on the coast of memory. Ah, I found it ... At that time, I was only six years old, which was the age with a soft spot for birthdays.

I like to celebrate my birthday, because I will have a big cake, and at that time, an interesting thing happened: I was busy all morning, and finally I could have a long-awaited cake! You see, the cake is big and round, with pure white cream on it and all kinds of cream-colored flowers on it. It seems to be smiling at me, so cute! The cake also says "Happy Birthday" with red jam. By candlelight, the cake really made my mouth water! I can't wait to eat.

Finally, I understand. I have a big cake in my hand. I took a big bite, ah, delicious! My sister suddenly laughed, which puzzled me. I put a cream on my nose when I looked in the mirror, like a clown! I couldn't help laughing myself.

My sister doesn't like cream. She is thinking about what to do. Suddenly, when she saw the cream on my nose, her eyes lit up and she smiled and said, "Sister, come here!" " I strode past without thinking. My sister asked me to sit down, but she brought me a plate of my favorite cream. I thought she was going to give it to me, so I quickly spoke.

"Pa", a cool thing stuck to my forehead, followed by my face and chin. I knew it was cream, so I stuck out my tongue to lick it, but I heard a burst of laughter. Look in the mirror, ha! A Xiaohua Mall appears in the mirror! A full face of cream, one east and one west.

My face is painted like a Peking Opera mask by this "advanced" cosmetic. No, the color of Peking Opera facial makeup is not that single. Pure white cream looks like Xiaohua Mall's hair in the mirror. Why not lick the cream like a greedy cat? I laughed, too, out of breath.

I suddenly became a greedy Xiaohua Mall! The fun of childhood, everything is like a colorful shell, these colorful shells hold up my colorful childhood! Chapter 4: I was particularly naughty in Kim Soo Hyun when I was a child. I will tell you something about my childhood here.

6. The sixth volume of Chinese in the fifth grade of primary school imitates the 600-word composition of Unit 8 to solve problems.

Ding He is an inseparable good friend. We go to school together, go home together, eat together and play together, and our grades are even. Everyone says that we are "twin sisters". But sometimes there will be some small frictions and misunderstandings between us, but we will make up soon, because I will seize the opportunity to "make up".

I remember one time Ding's seat was behind me. I answered a unit exam quickly. In a short time, I finished all the questions and checked them several times, and the time was only half over. I'm getting impatient. I turn to look at the wall clock on the wall from time to time. How long before class is over? Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Ding Zheng writing a paper carefully, and blocked it with her arm. I looked at her and smiled, but she did not look up.

The * * * after class finally rang, and I can't wait to hand in my papers. I was busy looking for Ding to answer questions, but she always ignored me. I was thinking, what did I do to offend her? I kept pestering her. Finally, she slowly turned around and said angrily, "You cheated!" " "I was dumbfounded at once, and a string of question marks popped up in my mind:" Cheating? Why should I cheat? When did I cheat? " After a while, she said coldly to me, "You were always hovering in the exam just now. Do you want to peek at my test paper? "I heard this, and my heart was filled with countless grievances:" How can it be? My best friend looks at me like this? Ding Ding, you too ... also ... "This kind of anger bites my heart like a salamander, and I want to make a hullabaloo about, but I can't explain it calmly and know that it's useless to say anything, so I threw the book on the table and lay there sulking!

I was unhappy all afternoon. Ding walked around me, probably hoping that I would admit my mistake, but I didn't do anything wrong. What should I do? I'm biding my time.

I did my homework again in the evening activity and finished it soon. I used to look at the clock again. Just as Ding looked up, I quickly said, "I have already done it. Let me see the time! Hey, don't believe it, look! " Said, and handed her the exercise book. She smiled, and I knew the opportunity had come, so I quickly added, "You know I'm a scud, don't you? The paper in the morning was very simple. I got it quickly and kept looking at the time. Sorry, it has affected you! " Ding blushed!

After school, we went home laughing together, and the bright moonlight escorted us to towards the distant!

7. This is the strength of the composition written by the eighth-grade students with 500 words.

Hou Yineng, Grade 8, Wuyu Middle School

The only way I go to school every day is a very ordinary alley. One side of the alley is covered with creepers. Summer is the time when Parthenocissus tricuspidata grows most vigorously, thickly, luxuriantly and full of vitality. This alley is separated by an iron gate. I followed Parthenocissus tricuspidata all the time and finally found its roots on the iron fence a few meters outside the door. I think, when it was a seed, it had a tough character. It wraps its feet as thin as bean sprouts around the fence, spreads along the fence and slowly approaches the iron gate. There is a message room at the door, even this can't stop it from growing. You see it climb on the roof, jump easily, and March forward unscrupulously; Further on, there is an arched door, posing and running fast. Nothing seems to stop it along the way. I walked along the trail of Parthenocissus tricuspidata and found that every place it passed was like being wrapped in a green velvet blanket, so that people could not see its true colors. These green leaves are all facing down, just like the waves in the sea. With the breeze, they all stood gracefully and merged into a green ocean. Parthenocissus tricuspidata appeared one after another, as majestic as a raging tide. Whenever the breeze blows, you listen attentively, and there will be a "rushing" sound, which gives people a refreshing feeling. The sun shines on Parthenocissus tricuspidata, which makes it more lively and vibrant. At the end of the alley, which is also the end of the iron fence, there is a six-story building next to it. Parthenocissus tricuspidata came to the front of the building and climbed up along the building wall without fear, laughing and singing. After sticking his first foot tightly to the wall, he climbed up step by step like a persistent climber. It didn't want to reach the top once, but made a detour up bit by bit. I don't know how long it took, but it has spread out on the four-story wall. On the windowsill on the fifth floor, there is also a piece of new green calling and waving to the companions. Parthenocissus tricuspidata keeps moving forward in this way, constantly showing its solid footprint and vigorous vitality in climbing. Whenever I pass by it, I can always feel a kind of strength and always want to be as tenacious, persistent and upward as it is.

Notes after writing: I didn't use three paragraphs in the structure of this composition, but used the method of changing scenery. Stylistically, I chose a landscape writing that I rarely tried before. I didn't click on every paragraph, but integrated the theme into the article.

Memories are in it.

No.48 Middle School Chen Yonglin

Like a dreamlike season, 14 years old, we passed quietly, leaving a fragrance and ethereal thoughts. It was like a dream at that time, and it was like a fairy tale at this time. Remember-do you remember that innocence? At that time, you and I were carrying small schoolbags and wearing beautiful ponytails. The songs of birds can't hide our cheerful laughter, and we show our elegance in the music of nature. I seem to see a picture. On the flat ground, there are a row of tall trees on both sides, sometimes birds fly by, and there are two small figures. They jumped in the air, holding hands and laughing at the ponytail behind them. That is. We don't know what pain is and what harm is. Think about it-that terrible memory? At that time, you and I were carrying bulging schoolbags, our ponytails were changed into short hair, and we added a pair of glasses as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle. Even the memories have disappeared, even the two rows of trees have disappeared, and our backs can only be slowly straightened in fatigue. Walk on this road and look back, hehe. My childhood has come a long way. We looked at each other with tired eyes and a far-fetched smile. At that time, we understood what hurt and pity were-do you remember that parting? We 12 years old, learned to disguise. That summer, we all smiled and whispered "goodbye". But there are too many disappointments, unwilling and unwilling in my heart. We ended our first six-year journey. Standing in front of the primary school, we bid farewell to our alma mater. On that sunny day, under such brilliant sunshine, my heart was colder than the cold wind. Looking at friends makes me feel even sadder. I want to cry, but I can't laugh. So, we laughed and cried and said "goodbye". In the summer of 20 1 1, we experienced our first parting. In the summer of the same year, I met my junior high school classmates face to face; In the summer of 20 14, we turned against each other. Even if you don't want to, everything is inevitable after all. And we don't know that time flies and the years are in a hurry.

Memories, childhood, cherish, now. It is because of the memories that I have the courage to say "I have no regrets".

8. The eighth grade, the next volume, Chinese Lesson 3 Imitation Composition Ants and bees are close friends. But one day, an ant from No.1 Middle School went to the city to look for food. Hear children sing "Our life is sweeter than honey"; There are pictures of bees collecting honey in the picture library.

The ant wondered: how can humans draw them instead of us! Maybe we can find something that human beings praise us in other places. But it searched every corner and found no place to praise ants. He went back to his den and told the king and queen what happened today.

The king and the king were unhappy after hearing this. The Queen first spoke: "Humans are really weird. Aren't bees bigger and more beautiful than us? " What's the big deal!

"yes! It is possible that bees often sting people, and human beings are afraid, so they have to make bees happy in this way. A "bribe" and a "bribe" are really shameless The king said plausibly.

"yes. Humans are really blind. What do we have against mankind? Humans protect them. Their backstage is always so big and unfair! Ants are complaining for themselves. " Well, I understand everyone's difficulties, and I often don't want to take revenge for it! I'll ask them myself tomorrow. Said the king.

Early the next morning, the king went to the bee kingdom on foot with dry food. It's really hard to wade all the way. Without food, the king was very sad, afraid that he could not get revenge in the bee country, and he was disheartened. At this time, he saw a new flower, so it was inconvenient to lie down and eat it with relish. Eating and eating, it saw a bee flying towards it, and hatred welled up in its heart, so it asked loudly, "Bee! Why should humans praise you instead of us? !

The bee said quietly, "This question is not difficult, so I won't praise you, because you only think about yourself and do things for you." The queen ant was speechless and left with conviction.

After returning home, the ant king came to the bee kingdom with his children and grandchildren.

9. 500 words of childhood fun imitate the text of lesson 8 five times. Interesting stories of childhood are the most precious.

When we were young, we made a lot of jokes because we were young and ignorant. When we open the door of memory, interesting childhood stories follow. When I was 5 years old, I was still studying in kindergarten. Young and ignorant, I added some dazzling colors to the treasure house of memory.

One morning, as soon as I got up, my father asked me to have dinner. When eating, because my father made it so thick that I couldn't drink it in my mouth, I said to everyone, "Why doesn't this rice run into my mouth?" Hearing this, everyone burst out laughing.

Afterwards, I learned that rice won't get into my mouth by itself. This matter has been with me for eight years. Every time I mention it, everyone will still laugh, but I believe it will accompany me for life! .

10. I am very happy this spring. The busy week of 500 words "Story in Spring" has passed. Get up early on Saturday and let yourself feel the growth of all life quietly and gently. Osmanthus fragrans in front of the dormitory is filled with faint fragrance. The old banyan tree at the school gate is lush, tall and straight, as strong as a hundred years ago.

I got on the bus, but I had no seat. Fortunately, it's not too crowded. Choose a window seat and stand. The car was about to start when it suddenly braked. An old lady grabbed the handrail with one hand and leaned against the door with the other, and got on the bus with difficulty.

Like many old people, grandma's hair faded from the hair dye in the room, and the black and white color was particularly eye-catching. A red rope was tied to the sideburns, revealing a gold hairpin. The old man's face is full of years, but his eyes are kind.

The old man carefully put away his boarding pass for the elderly, then slowly turned around and walked to the carriage. At this time, a middle-aged man and a student in school uniform stood up at the same time.

The eyes of the whole car gathered on them.

"Sit down." The middle-aged man said to the old man in the local dialect.

The old man turned to the students and said, "Sit down, sit down, thank you, son!" " "The old man gently waved and motioned for the students to sit down. A gold tooth came out.

"It doesn't matter, I'll be there soon. Sit down! " The old man said to the middle-aged man again.

At this time, the bus arrived at another station. Although the old man grasped the handrail with both hands, he still could not stand steadily. The middle-aged man caught the old man. "Sit down, where are you standing?" The old man sat down obediently with a smile and kept thanking him. Middle-aged people are just