Excellent composition after class

In study, work and life, everyone has dealt with writing. With the help of words, people can reflect objective things, express their thoughts and feelings, and transmit knowledge and information. What is the composition you have seen? The following is my excellent composition after class. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like it.

In the summer vacation, I visited the Talent Building once and had three classes there.

These three classes are painting class, dough modeling class and activity class.

Among them, my favorite is the dough sculpture class, which is the dough sculpture kneaded by the famous dough sculptor Master Ma Jincheng and his granddaughter. The lecture was given by his granddaughter, and Master Ma Jincheng and his granddaughter helped us practice. They taught us to knead carrots first: first knead the orange powder into a ball without cracks. If there is a crack, the prepared carrot will break; Then carefully knead it into a radish shape; Then the teacher gave everyone a toothpick. At this moment, I raised my hand. The teacher called my name and I said, "I know what this is for." It is for us to pick our teeth. " Suddenly the whole class laughed, and the teacher smiled and replied, "This is used to carve lines on radish, which will make radish more realistic." Everyone's eyes are focused on the teacher; Then the teacher asked us to make a hole at the top of the carrot; Then let's rub the green powder into drops; Finally, the small end of the water drop is squashed and stuffed into the hole at the top of the carrot. Such a realistic carrot is finished. After that, we made two different watermelons.

That day, I was really happy, because I met the master of dough sculpture and the host of the Central Children's Channel, and I also learned to knead dough sculpture.

Excellent composition after class 2 My hometown is Wangcang. The specialties are auricularia auricula, kiwi fruit and walnut. But I like walnuts best.

It likes sunshine and is cold-resistant. Because of its strong adaptability, it can grow in most soils. When flowers bloom, it is the spring when birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. In autumn, the branches will be covered with gray-green walnut fruits.

In fact, walnuts don't have a hard skin just after picking, but have a soft and smooth skin on the surface, which is gray-green. Hanging on a tree, it looks like a small green light from a distance. Peel off its gray-green "coat" and there will be a layer of hard "armor", which is pitted as if it were hit by a pebble with great momentum. Strange! Why does it wear "coat" outside and "armor" inside?

So! When walnuts are immature, there are many thin and a little long hairs on the coat. When mature, the hair will fall off, revealing "armor".

The "armor" cracked and there was white and tender flesh inside. Wet walnuts are the best. Looking at them will make your mouth water. If you lick them again, you can't help taking a bite. The crunchy taste will make you chew harder unconsciously. At this time, the sweet taste will flow into your mouth and stomach with chewing!

Walnuts have many functions: nourishing the brain, beautifying ... and squeezing oil!

I like walnuts in my hometown!

Today, my sister and I played table tennis at home. Halfway through, I accidentally crushed the table tennis. What a bummer!

My sister saw that I was discouraged and said, "There is a way to restore table tennis. Do you want to know? " I was ecstatic and said, "Of course!" My sister told me the way in detail, and I was dubious. So, I took out a cup, filled it with hot water, and finally put the flat ping-pong ball in. After a while, I picked it up and saw that it was still my nephew playing lanterns-the same (uncle). I said angrily, "Sister, what you said is useless!" My sister came over, touched the water in the cup and said with a smile, "The water is not hot enough. It should be a little hot. " I will still.

If you are skeptical, soak it in freshly boiled water. After a while, suddenly came the voice of "ho ho". I thought, is table tennis going to break down? I picked it up and looked at it. I was shocked. Table tennis actually recovered its original shape and became round. I am so surprised! I went to ask my sister, "Why does a squashed ping-pong ball recover when it is put in hot water?" Sister said: "Because table tennis is put in boiling water, the air inside will expand and recover when heated."

At this time, I knew that using scientific knowledge can solve many practical problems in our lives.

Excellent composition after class! I let out a scream. As soon as I entered the room, everything was wet. The floor, table, walls, doors ... are all soaked, and even the glass windows are "sweating". No Who poured water on my house? I have no doubt that.

It's just that my mother came in and said with a smile, "Nobody threw water at our house. It's a southerly day. As soon as the south wind blows, the weather will "regain its moisture" and it will be wet everywhere. In this weather, electrical appliances are most likely to be damaged, and ships can't walk on time ... this is very inconvenient for our lives. " The words sound just fell, and suddenly there was a bang, the power went out, and it was dark all around, and I couldn't see my fingers. This is the influence of the south wind, which led to the interruption of power supply. Alas, this weather is really inconvenient. "Why don't we go out to play? We have nothing to do now anyway. "

Therefore, our family is going to Gulangyu by boat. We waited and waited, but the boat hasn't come yet. The staff said that the ship was affected by the weather, so it could not run on time. After a while, I saw the ship coming towards us slowly in the fog. As soon as I got on the boat, I found the chair wet, and my sister's face on the floor was trampled black. You can't see the beautiful scenery of Gulangyu clearly from the boat. Thick fog enveloped the whole city, falling from the sky like a big and wide cotton curtain. The tall buildings are invisible, only a few small bungalows nearby are looming in the fog. The sea is connected with the sky. I can't see clearly which is the sea and which is the sky.

The south wind is childish and unpleasant, which brings a series of influences and inconveniences to people.

In the morning, my mother woke me up from my sleep. When I opened the curtains dimly, the scenery outside the window made me relaxed and happy. The mountains in the distance are covered with white, the red, blue and gray roofs are covered with white quilts, and there is thick snow everywhere.

I ran downstairs quickly and enjoyed the beautiful scenery to my heart's content. I took a deep breath, wow! What fresh air! It seems that it has just been filtered, and it feels particularly refreshing. I opened my arms, and the snowflakes flying all over the sky fell on my palm and kissed my cheek. Before I could appreciate its beautiful posture, it became a crystal bead. What a bunch of naughty little guys.

Branches are bent by the snow on poplars and elms along the road, and two rows of bushes are buried by thick snow, forming two "snow walls"; In the street, rows of black trucks are covered with cream chocolate. Pedestrians walk hard on the road, but their faces show happy smiles.

A few friends and I came to a clearing and played a snowman game. We made some small snowballs first, and then put the snow.

I couldn't help humming the song: "I'm a bird. I want to eat, eat, eat, eat French fries ..."

Suddenly, my mother screamed with a thousand decibels: "Son, come and play and stare." I'm happy to hear it, hehe, this is my strength. In this way, my mother and I started a blank stare war. I said, "Mom, I'm a Jianghu person. I'll kill you. Give up early. " My mother also hit me back and said, "Haha, maybe you will be beaten by me and run out with your tail between your legs." . At the beginning of the game, I saw my mother's big eyes staring out and her eyes protruding, which looked funny, but it was natural for me to look at my mother with small eyes. Soon, I saw my mother's eyes blink. "Ha ha, mom, you lost." We played three games, I won two games and my mother won one. The game stipulates that the loser will be punished for drilling the bottom of the platform. Mother Gao looked at the low bottom of the platform and went down helplessly, but she couldn't get through and had to climb over. I was so teased by my mother that I almost fell off the stool. So a happy day passed.

But since my cousin Tang Ruiyang was born, I feel that I am not as happy as before. Adults around him every day, he cried and blamed me; Move him and say me; I spoke a little louder and scolded me again. Forgotten by my mother in a corner, I feel extremely depressed. I hated him after that. I also wrote a composition about pk with him in the space, which was discovered by my mother. Mom wants to talk to me. Mother said, "You are already a big brother, so let your younger brother." "Kong Rong let pears?" I asked my mother. "That's for food. Leave the good ones to the elders." "Oh." But I still feel uncomfortable. As my cousin grew up, I found him more and more lovely. Sometimes he smiles at me, and sometimes he babbles. Sometimes they suck my fingers. Once, he held out his little hand to me and opened his mouth. I don't know whether to hug or give something. It's really interesting. My dislike for my cousin has disappeared bit by bit, and I am happy for my status upgrade. How time flies! I found him more and more handsome. I want to play with him every weekend. Happy days are back! I chuckled at the thought that he would call me brother in the future.

I am a happy bird, flying freely in the sky!

I want to have a piece of land, not near my hometown village, nor in grandma's yard, but on the moon.

I put on my spacesuit and went to the moon. There is a special sign that says China, Zhejiang, Ninghai Experimental Primary School, my name and land area ... As soon as I set foot on this land, I immediately bent down, picked up a bucket of dirt and looked at it carefully. Let the wind blow your hair, and your thoughts are like the Qiantang River tide in the Mid-Autumn Festival in August. I imagine how to use and develop this land.

In this land, I planted magical seeds, accompanied by morning fog, watered and fertilized them to make them sprout, blossom and bear fruit. I want to study a kind of fruit tree, bearing all kinds of fruits: apple, pear, loquat, orange, banana, litchi, and cultivating new varieties. For a peach, it is as big as a watermelon and tastes better than it. ...

I will invite my father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, grandfather, grandmother, uncle, aunt and my teachers and classmates to visit this land, and I will also invite aliens to visit here.

Is this a dream? I don't think this is a dream!

What I like best about the excellent composition after Class Eight is not as magnificent as Jingming, nor as beautiful as a garden full of flowers. Indeed, it is very ordinary, nothing can compare with it, but it is my favorite after class-the maple outside the window.

At first, I was a little scared, especially when I looked at the roots and tops of trees. I just love it unconsciously after watching it too much. But come to think of it, what do I like about it? Tall and straight or indomitable spirit?

Whenever I see it, I will imagine myself as its child-a fallen leaf, flying freely, carefree and unrestrained ... without the teacher's urging and parents' nagging ...

Every time I see it, I think of my best friend who I have never met, and the scene when we met on the university campus.

It is this big tree that has solved all my troubles. It is this big tree that tells me the philosophy of life. It is this big tree that makes me feel the warmth of my friends, the encouragement of my family, the support of my classmates and the trust of my teachers.

Dashu, you are my bosom friend and my favorite after class. I tell you n unhappy things, and you always comfort me happily; I told you n difficult questions, and you always helped me to solve them patiently. The ancient rings on your body are your trust in me, the golden leaves and the testimony of our friendship.

Mimi puppy is my "little naughty bag". After dinner, Mimi and I played downstairs. Grandma said to me, "Go and let Mimi play."

"Grandma, where did you get the hedgehog?" Grandma smiled and said, "Hehe, your father found it."

I took out my hedgehog and put it on the ground. Mimi was curious, so she sniffed, left for a while, right for a while, and sniffed in circles. Suddenly, the hedgehog moved, as if it scared Mimi and kept barking. Suddenly, Mimi jumped up, but it stung her nose and screamed even harder.

Hedgehog, timid, seems to be shaking every time Mimi barks. I stopped Mimi from shouting several times. Grandma always said, "Only animals can understand dialogue. Let's not disturb it." I let them play like this, and grandma suddenly kicked the hedgehog at Mimi, and Mimi cleverly dodged. I said, "Grandma, you hurt the hedgehog." "Yo, that's great!" Grandma has been standing there laughing.

I touched the hedgehog, but Mimi stopped barking, as if thinking about how to touch this prickly little thing. The hedgehog huddled up. At this time Mimi got bold and played together.

"Ha ha ha ha" a burst of laughter echoed in the open space downstairs.