100 to 200 words descriptive composition

1. The composition describing spring should be 100 to 200 words. Miss Chun came with cool breeze and warmth. She spread her arms and danced, spreading green all over the earth and inserting flowers in the branches. Flowers compete for fragrance and give off attractive fragrance. The bird is free and sings to the blue sky: "Spring is coming, spring is coming."

The spring rain is continuous and gentle. It moistens the earth, caresses it and gently awakens it. They quietly merged into a river when people were unaware of it. According to an ancient poem, "Spring River warms the duck prophet." Unfortunately, I don't like the sight of ducks swimming in the water.

Look at the sky in spring. Why are it colorful and dazzling? Ah, it's a child's kite. Against the background of blue sky and white clouds, kites of various shapes are flying freely, which makes people relaxed and happy!

The earth smiled. The wheat seedlings are growing happily and the fields are green. Plants spit out elegant green leaves. Peach blossoms in the valley and fields are in full bloom next to apricot flowers, spraying fragrant fragrance. On the cliff, in the air and among the trees, orioles, thrushes, larks, swallows and yellowbirds are flying proudly, and songs, birds and the tinkling of streams echo gently in the spring breeze.

Why is spring so colorful? It is the colored pens in the hands of Miss Chun who are waving diligently, the naive children who are dressing up, and the earth silently gestating.

2. Write a composition of 100 to 200 words. Today, because my father is going to take my grandparents to play, I made breakfast for my father. I made my own fried rice with eggs. I beat the eggs myself. I pour the eggs into the pot. My mother helped me put the rice and seasoning, and I fried the rest myself. Finally, my father ate them all. My father said they were delicious.

I am very happy. I also help my father wash the dishes. But I'm so tired and my hands are sore. Mom also secretly took a photo of me.

Cooking composition 100 words

Today, my father is eating out. Dad asked me to wait for my mother at home first and then cook when my mother came back.

I don't think there is anything to play. Let me think about it. My family hasn't started cooking yet. I'll cook. I wash the rice first, then put it in the pressure cooker, close the mouth on the lid, press the button and start cooking automatically. Before long, my mother came back and said I was a good boy.

Cooking composition 100 words

Mother washed the vegetables first, then cut them into dregs, and then poured the oil into the pot to heat them. Then she poured the vegetables into the pot, which made a crackling sound, turned it over and over with a spatula, and finally put the delicious food in the pot on the plate. A plate of delicious food is ready!

Mom's cooking smells good! I want to thank my mother. Mom's cooking is really delicious!

Write a composition of 100 to 200 words. Thank you. Everyone has his favorite animals, some like puppies, some like kittens, and my favorite is my little turtle.

My little turtle has short legs, a small head and small feet. It's very cute. It crawled around in the water. I found a big shell on its back. Shells are used to avoid bad people. It's very clever. When it sees someone coming, it is afraid of being hurt and its head will retract. I will add water to the little turtle every day. If you move it, it will also retract its head. Besides, it will give it. Too much water will suffocate you. If you disturb it while it is eating, it will get angry. It's very cold, and the little turtle is motionless in the fish tank. I'm worried. I asked my mother, "Is the little turtle dead?" My mother smiled and said to me, "Don't worry, the little turtle is hibernating." It suddenly dawned on me that the little turtle used to hibernate.

4. It is an eternal theme to describe the composition feelings of small animals with 100 to 200 words. It is this kind of affection that blood is thicker than water that accompanied us through every unforgettable day and wrote our colorful life.

Through the window of history, I peep, I see my family, and I see stories about the past, the present and the future.

More than a hundred years ago, thunderstorms, heavy rains and strong winds rushed to the boat carrying children. The children and the mother on the shore cried heartbreakingly, but to no avail. In this way, the separation of flesh and blood, the wind whistling. It looked at this scene with a smile and laughed at the thin mother who could not change the fate of separation of flesh and blood. I not only saw the tragedy of this scene in the past 100 years, but also saw the yearning of people living in different parts of the world in the days of separation of flesh and blood. Time flies, but thousands of miles away, there are also constant thoughts about mother and son. Yes, how can family ties be diluted by distance and time! During the long night, fishing boats lit up their fishing lights. Through this slight fire, the son seemed to see the thin figure of his mother staring with tears. "Mom", my great mother, I must come back to you! "Hope" convinced his son that the darkness would be dispelled by the bright sunshine one day. Finally, on a sunny morning, a small fishing boat sailed into the harbor where he was born. Mother and son are crying and excited. At this time, the window of history watched quietly, proud of it, for mother and son. It remembers the joy and tears of that moment.

However, I found that under this joy, my mother still hides a trace of depression. It turns out that the mother has another son, whose name is Taiwan Province Province. Although Taiwan Province Province and her mother are just separated by a gorge, they have never been able to throw themselves into her arms. His eyes are full of helplessness. In a dying tree near the window of history, a bird with broken wings cried, "Mom, I want to go home ..." Everything I heard was heartbroken. Ah, I see it. The mother of the injured bird flew to save her baby. Mother bird is tired of flying to find birds, but at the moment she doesn't stop, but is busy healing birds and finding food for them. Finally, the bird's injury was completely healed, and she flew in the air with her mother, looking around: the old dead tree grew new buds under the moisture of rain.

The wind is clear, the clouds are quiet, the sky is blue and the grass is green. Because of family, the world becomes wonderful; Because of family relations, mother and son will be reunited.

5. Just write 100 to 200 words "Teacher in My Heart". Not a composition. Don't write anything about appearance. Shall I help you choose some paragraphs by copying and pasting? My teacher has worked quietly in the education post for decades. She devoted her life selflessly to education and her students ... she was great. The teacher speaks very clearly and usually teaches very seriously. Only when the whole class knows how to teach the next unit, when we are bored, will he tell some interesting things and jokes to make us happy, but sometimes, because we didn't do well in the exam, the teacher will get angry and punish us, but I know that the teacher punished us for our own good, and he wants us to remember that in the next exam, we will remember the punishment given by the teacher last time, and we will study hard and do better in the exam. If the teacher is free, he will also chat with us. When he has no time, he will ask us to go to the playground by ourselves. When the teacher is in class, in addition to pointing out the contents of the textbook, he will also tell us some common sense of life and enrich our knowledge. The teacher cares about us and loves us very much. When we do something wrong, he will forgive us first and tell us that we will be punished if we make another mistake. The teacher very much hopes that we can become good students.