Barber primary school composition

In normal study, work or life, everyone will inevitably touch or use composition, which can bring our scattered thoughts together. What is the composition you have seen? The following is the barber's primary school composition I compiled for you, for reference only. Welcome to reading.

Barber's primary school composition 1 I wonder why the barber hasn't started to cut his hair after sitting for so long. I saw him holding scissors for a while, bottles and combs for a while, and looking at my hairstyle from different angles for a while. How busy he is! He doesn't look like a barber at all, but more like a great artist who is going to carve some masterpieces. Alas! Bored as hell, my eyes stopped paying attention to the busy barber, but moved to the scenery outside the window.

Just as I was deep in thought, a crisp and loud "Cha" flew past me like a gust of wind. Before I knew what was going on, a pair of black hair had fallen to the ground, and I suddenly understood. "Cha", the second hair fell to the ground again. Oh, dear! The barber cut his hair at an amazing speed, which scared me. He has a beautiful hairstyle (I think it took him a long time to succeed). It's a pity that I don't appreciate it, because when I was about to praise him, he pulled my hair mercilessly and casually said, "It's really disobedient!" " "I don't know how to cut my hair and scold my hair for being disobedient. It's ridiculous! What a big joke!

I saw the scissors in the barber's hand flashing cold light, but he didn't care, humming a song gently, and didn't take the haircut seriously at all. It can be seen that he is an irresponsible barber! Plus "Chen Wenjing ...", it really makes me uneasy, so I just close my eyes. However, if you don't watch it, the situation may be worse. If this reckless barber is not careful, won't I be beyond recognition? So I opened my eyes again and "observed" his every move. But his repetitive movements were dazzling, and I soon fell asleep. ...

In my dream, I was not wondering or complaining in my mind, but chatting with an amiable, talkative and interesting barber. "Ah! Well, why haven't you slept? " A series of harsh noises woke me up. Barber again! I rubbed my eyes and watched the barber in a daze. He looked at me strangely, and other hairdressers and customers laughed. Hum! That barber is an abomination. He woke me up loudly on purpose. He must want everyone to hear him, so as to embarrass me. But is that me in the mirror? It's strange to change my hairstyle. It seems to look better.

"Shall I blow it for you?"

"Praise of flowers!" I blurted it out, but I was satisfied, so I stood up with a smile.

I paid the money and left without thanking the barber. But I don't know why, I always feel very sorry.

Barber Primary School Composition 2 Today, my father turned into a family hairdresser.

As a matter of fact, my father has never learned to cut hair. This hairstyle is completely amateur, even amateur. Dad just learned the instructions for the use of hairdressing tools before and was ready to go to work. The barber is golden yellow, so my father laughs and calls himself the "golden barber".

Unfortunately, no one bought his account, so the "golden barber" had to transform into a "devil barber". Well, dad wants to find someone to show off today. Who are you looking for? He thought for a moment, then smiled cunningly and walked straight behind me. Despite my strong protest, he carried me to the "dragon chopping stool" he had just prepared and sat down with his hands pressed hard. I can't move.

I have 110 thousand reluctance, but my father ignores me. He held me down for a long time and wouldn't let me leave the dragon chopping platform. A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated. My little universe finally broke out and launched the killer skill "Tianshan Shadowless Foot". Just then, the "devil barber" shaved my head hard. In an instant, my shoulders, stomach, arms and legs were covered with "three thousand troubles", and some of them fell into my neck, which made me restless. "it hurts!" I finally couldn't help shouting. The "devil barber" is worthy of the name. He simply ignored my protest and said, "Move again and stab!" I had to stop protesting and let it "kill" obediently, but I still couldn't help but whisper to myself, "This devil barber won't shave me into a little devil, will he? That's true. How can I meet people? No, school is about to start. Isn't this killed by classmates? " I am ashamed that there is a picture of my classmates laughing in my mind. My heart is more uneasy and my heart beats faster. This is terrible! I began to regret why my resistance just now was so incompetent and ineffective. ...

Finally, when my father finished his work, I became a veritable "little hedgehog", covered with thorns, which made me uncomfortable. I quickly got up and shook off my broken hair, and then touched the hair on my head. Not bad. With the feel, I found that although they were obviously much shorter, they were still there, and they felt smooth, but prickly and hard.

Most importantly-look in the mirror, wow! Pretty handsome! Dad's craft is actually not bad!

Hehe, actually it's good to have a barber at home, at least it's free!

Barber Primary School Composition 3 Now every time a barber trims his hair, he will think of his own haircut skills.

At the age of four. Every time I come to the barber's, I look at the barber curiously and think, "What magic have these people used to make my hair look so beautiful?" I also want to learn this magic trick. "So every time I go to the barber's, I will concentrate on observing the barber's gestures.

Soon, my grandmother took me to my neighbor's house to play. Adults were playing mahjong, and I had nothing to do, so I picked up scissors and began to cut my uncle's hair. I cut it up and down, left and right, and comb it with a comb from time to time. Soon, my uncle's hair was cut in a mess. I looked at it, smiled with satisfaction, and felt that my skills could be used as a barber. Grandma smiled when she saw it. I think grandma must be happy for me to be a future barber again.

I still think my haircut skills are first-class. What about you?

Barber's Primary School Composition 4 In Alexandria, ancient Egypt, there was a man named Suier who opened a barber shop. He is very kind. There is also a Jill who runs a washing and dyeing shop. He is very vicious.

Jill was the first to dye it. The king was very happy when he saw this shiny cloth, so he rewarded Jill. Since then, Jill's shop business has flourished and he soon became a millionaire.

Suier built a bathhouse, and the king took a bath, which was very comfortable and rewarded Suier. Jealous of Suier's success, Jill said to Suier, "It will be more comfortable to bathe the king with arsenic.

The king let a guard take a bath and was poisoned, which surprised Sui Er. Suier found this ring by the sea and returned it to the king. The king asked him, "Why did you hurt me?" So he told the king of Qi Jill's plan.

Finally, Jill got the punishment she deserved, and the king rewarded Suier again.

Don't be greedy and cunning, no matter how secretive you are, you will eventually be exposed.

Today, I am idle and bored. Seeing that the bangs in front of my hair were too long, I had an idea: I'll be a barber myself and cut my hair.

So, I picked up my tools and started working. I learned the professional skills of the barber with dignity, took the top and cut the bangs in front with a few moves. I flew to my second sister smugly. Say, "How about I get a new haircut myself!" "The second sister said," what does it look like? Just like a dog bites. "I ran to the mirror and took some photos. I said to my second sister, "I feel good about myself." My second sister kept silent at this moment. I picked up scissors and cut a few narcissistic knives at Liu Hai. I asked my second sister, "I got a new hairstyle. Is it better than last time? " "It's so beautiful, it makes people vomit. "I don't believe what my second sister said, so I called my grandmother and mother and asked me if my hairstyle was good. As a result, they all said it was bad.

After this incident, I vowed never to cut my hair again.

I am nine years old, and I am quite satisfied with my figure, appearance and weight. I'm just tired of my hairstyle. Nine years, same bald head.

My bald head is the masterpiece of my personal hairdresser "Mom". This hairstyle, my mother designed a fashionable new hairstyle for me, called cock head. She put a towel on me gracefully, with a comb in one hand and hair clipper in the other, and started her masterpiece. "Don't move, you can't cut it if you move." "Oh, this how to cut a big hole, so you can't move? Look, it's broken. Okay, okay, I'm trimming it to make the cock's head smaller. No, I dug another hole. My son should have his hair cut this time. Next time, my mother will definitely give you a fashionable hairstyle. " "Next time, next time, nine years, how long is your haircut? You are so stupid. " Mom smiled. "Next time, I will give you a surprise next time.". I really can't do anything about my mother. Let her kill me with this head.

Students, can you tell me something about my hairdresser and surprise me? God bless you!

Barber's primary school composition 7 Grandpa always says that his hair has grown these days and he doesn't want to go to the barber's to spend money. Besides, grandpa wants nothing, just a bald head. Then I thought to myself: Why don't I just become a barber and cut my grandfather's hair back?

I'll prepare tools first, find a pair of small scissors, a comb and a small brush that Dad doesn't need. And a big cloth. The tools are ready to start.

I first put the cloth on grandpa, picked up the scissors gracefully, combed a little with a comb, and then cut it off with scissors. I kept cutting and finally cut my long hair short. Then cut your hair slowly with scissors, and finally cut it for grandpa with a razor. I picked up a small brush and swept away the broken hair. You're finished.

Then, I'll help grandpa wash his hair and get a basin of water. Take a teacup, sprinkle water on grandpa's head and squeeze some shampoo on grandpa's head. Rub it and the shampoo will turn into bubbles, which is very fun. After wiping, wash grandpa with clear water and wipe him with a towel.

You're finished. Grandpa also praised me.

Barber's primary school composition 8 "radish head" came one by one. We locked the door mysteriously. Bing Yi Jr. pointed to a crew cut and asked me to give him a haircut. Li Mao thought for a moment, pushed the flat head, facing Bing Yi, who had a haircut, once, then twice, three times ... After finishing, we saw, ha, green light was shining in some places on the round head, but there were still some "thatchs" in some places. Bing Yi touched his head, folded his hands, said "Amitabha" and sat cross-legged.

Perming the little girl is a tricky business for us. I pretended to be an expert and said, "OK, wash your hair first." I wet the little girl's hair with a wet towel, and Li Mao and too many cooks successfully put a perm paper on her head. After a while, I took it off. Oh, it's ugly. What should I do? At this time, Li Mao also came as a helper, took out a hair dryer, put on a scabbard, and blew the little girl's hair. Then, I secretly took out my mother's electric comb and arranged her hair for the little girl. Finally, the whole thing was finished. When we look at it, alas, it's straight and curved, rolled into a ball and a mess. What kind of perm is this? But the little girl kept cheering. We kept laughing and continued to "open". People who cut their hair don't leave, but we are busy.

After we cut our hair, we saw that the hairstyle in front of us had poodle-like curly hair, uneven sports head and small bald head like a monk ... Li Mao and I both laughed and cried while clutching our stomachs.

"Ping-pong!" Someone knocked at the door. I looked out through the door. "It's mom." I cried. The room was in a mess, and I kept cleaning it up, while the "ugly people" gloated and made faces in the mirror. God, mom hates untidiness. "My mother is back, stop it." I beg these little babies.

I opened the door gently and my mother stood at the door angrily. Wait for training, I'm exhausted. My mother smiled when I looked up again. "Hey, did you do it yourself? Not bad! " While admiring our "masterpiece", my mother smiled and said, "The level is not high. Let me help you. "

We are very happy. I'm mom's assistant. Mom's hands are really clever, like magic. The baby's hair has become neat and beautiful. Even Shaolin's head is mom's, and it looks much more energetic after being trimmed.