A 300-word composition describing the portrait of an old man

1. Describe the appearance of the old man in 300 words

I often hear my uncles and aunts talking about how individual traders love to lie. They wrap potatoes with soil as preserved eggs and give them to chickens. His stomach is filled with water and he sells it to others. A pound of bananas is sold for only seven taels. I don't like self-employed people, and I never buy from them. However, one thing changed my impression of them and is something I will never forget.

It was a cold winter afternoon. When I was in physical education class, I suddenly felt air leaking from my feet. When I lowered my head, I saw that my cotton shoes had opened. When I got home, I told my father about it. Dad said: "Winter is coming to an end, and it's not worth buying new shoes, so let's get them mended!" But there was no shoe repair shop near my home, so I had to put on my sneakers and go with my father to find a cobbler near our school. Shoes for old man.

At this time, the sun was about to set in the west, and the cold northwest wind blew up the sand on the ground. People walked hurriedly against the cold wind. The old man who mended shoes had already packed the shoe repair box and was ready to go home. Seeing this scene, my father hurriedly walked up and said, "Old man, can you mend this child's shoes? His shoe threads came apart during physical education class." The old man looked at the roaring wind and hesitated for a moment, but then he looked at what I was wearing. When my sneakers were broken, I said, "Okay!"

The old man reopened the shoe repair box, sat on the stool, picked up my shoes, looked at them, and started repairing them. I looked at the old man carefully. He had gray hair, a bronze complexion, a pair of bright eyes, and a forehead full of wrinkles. His hands were covered with thick calluses from years of mending shoes. He held the shoe awl in one hand and the thread in the other, sewing stitch by stitch. It was so cold that he stopped from time to time and blew into his hands with his mouth. After a while, the crack was sewn up, but he did not stop. One by one, he pulled open the places where the threads were about to be opened, sewed them up again, and said to himself: "The shoes the child is wearing are not strong enough." As he spoke, he began to mend it carefully. But I was thinking in my heart: "Humph, aren't you just trying to charge me more money?"

The shoes were repaired, and the old man's hands were frozen. Dad asked him softly: "How much does it cost?" He stretched out the two taped fingers on his right hand and said without raising his head: "Two cents." I was stunned. While dad was taking out the money, he asked him how much he could earn in a day. He said, "Hey, it's not money, it's just for everyone's convenience!" The old man's words were like a small hammer hitting my heart. On...

2. A 300-word essay describing the appearance of an elderly person in rural areas

A person I know well

There is a vegetable seller at the farmer's market near my home The old woman has a yellow face covered with wrinkles. You can tell at a glance that she is a farmer. I often go to her place to buy groceries, so I am very familiar with her.

One day, my mother was very busy, so she asked me to help her buy groceries. I came to the farmer's market and was still looking for the vegetable place I was most familiar with. At this time, the old lady warmly entertained me and said happily: "Little sister, you are here to help mom buy vegetables again. Do you want some tomatoes?" ?" After saying that, I took action and picked a big and fresh one. I said curiously: "Grandma, how do you know what I want is a tomato?" "Of course, you are our grandma. I am a customer, of course I know how to do it.”

I took the tomatoes my grandma picked out for me and went home happily.

When I handed the tomatoes to my mother, I suddenly found that my wallet was missing. I was very anxious and immediately went to look for it. As soon as I went out, I saw the old lady running towards me out of breath. Said: "Little sister, you left your wallet here. I saw you walking this way and immediately chased you. Take it away quickly, otherwise your mother will be angry again!" Said, returned the wallet Gave it to me. I wiped away the tears on my face and looked at her honest face, not knowing what to say. The old lady waved her hand to me and said, "Son, go home, so that mom won't be anxious." "

I waved goodbye to the old grandma, thinking: What a good person she is. She leads people with sincerity and is kind-hearted.

Her spirit and moral character remain deeply in my memory. 3. Portrait description of the elderly composition

There is a dilapidated hut in the workers' village. The hut has a courtyard wall made of mud. There are various flowers and plants planted on the wall.

The owner of the hut is an old man. The gray and saggy wrinkles on his face are engraved with his weathered years. His body is skinny and bones, and his waist is very bent. His clothes always make people mistake him for an old beggar.

At present, the old man’s only “job” is to collect and sell rags. Sometimes he sits at the gate of the courtyard, taking a nap or basking in the sun.

Wine bottles, broken basins, and rotten metal were piled up in the small courtyard, leaving only a narrow passage that could only fit a foot. The hut was almost submerged in these rags.

The old man's history is now unknown. He was a worker in the coal mine. I heard someone say that when he was young, he had a partner in his hometown, but he blew it because he was a "coal black man". Later, he didn't think about it anymore: he didn't go back to his hometown after retirement and built this small house.

The old man lived like this with the rags in the courtyard and the flowers and plants on the wall, day after day, year after year.

One day, the old man sat at the door of the hospital and died in his sleep. It was an evening when the flowers were in full bloom and the sky was filled with clouds, and the afterglow of the sun enveloped him.

A few days later, the city radio and television stations reported an explosive news. Someone donated 10,000 yuan to the Municipal Education Foundation, and the donor was him, the owner of the hut, the old man who picked up rags.

[Brief comment]: The author of this article is a student at the Mining Bureau Middle School of Hebi City, Henan Province. This article is about real people and real events.

The success of this article is that it uses various techniques such as environmental description, portrait description, profile description, etc. to render it to the extreme, making people feel that the old man is extremely ordinary, extremely poor, and extremely unfortunate, so as to arouse people's sympathy. , and even pity, it was not until the end that the old man donated 10,000 yuan to the "Municipal Education Foundation" was reported. The huge contrast greatly enhances the touching intensity.

The description of the environment in this article plays a role in showing the characters' thoughts and character.

For example: Although the hut is dilapidated, the description of the environment is "planted" with various flowers and plants on the wall, which shows the owner's love for beauty and his pursuit of a beautiful life.

The description of the house full of rags shows the poor living conditions of the elderly.

"One day, the old man was sitting at the door of the courtyard and died in his sleep. It was a dusk when the flowers were blooming and the sky was full of clouds, and the afterglow of the sun enveloped him." This paragraph. The description of the environment highlights the beautiful soul of the old man.

Let’s look at the profile description of the article:

“Almost no one pays attention to the old man...” From the profile description, it can be seen that this is an ordinary and insignificant old man. No status, no influence, no respect.

"I heard someone say..." A side description, borrowing the words of others, explains the misfortune of the old man 4. The portrait description of the mother should be about 300 words

My mother has a The black and shiny hair fluttered in the breeze, revealing a little bit of luster. The two slender eyebrows are like two sparkling silver lines dotted above the gentle eyes. Sometimes that gaze is like a clear spring water nourishing my soul, and sometimes it is like bright sunshine warming my heart, bringing comfort and warmth to my tired body and mind. The mouth that smiles like a crescent moon is red and sweet. The red cheeks make the whole person look friendly, and they are like the bright red sun exuding vitality and passion. Coupled with the idyllic fragrance that lingers on the body, it embodies an image that even talented designers feel inferior to. It is really unforgettable.

My mother has eyes as bright as black pearls, and her gentle gaze is as soft and clear as running water. It is like a beautiful song that can soothe countless souls; it is like a flag of peace that can calm any war. Mom's face is like a peach blossom bud waiting to bloom in spring, white and slightly pink.

That apple-like mouth is like magic. It seems to be my number one commander, conveying love instructions to me at any time.

My mother doesn’t like to wear makeup, and time is not forgiving. The spots on her face are like chess pieces on a Go board, densely packed. She doesn't like curly hair and has always kept her hair straight. She said that "straight hair looks refreshing", and I think so. Those black hairs are like strong ramen noodles, tough, and she would rather die than be "curled". My mother looks unremarkable, but what makes me respect her are her eyes, which are like the ups and downs of a drama, making me happy and worried at times. When I was angry, those domineering eyes were like an aggressive interrogator, which made me shudder; when I was kind, those kind eyes brought a warm breeze and made me feel comfortable. 5. Looking for a portrait description of a strange middle-aged person, 300 words

1. Lingling is less than two years old and chubby.

On the rosy little face, there is a pair of watery glasses. The pigtails are sticking up to the sky, and the pink hairband is bouncing on the head, like two flying colorful butterflies.

What is particularly cute is her clever little mouth. 2. It seems that Teacher Du is in his 30s. He wears a pair of black wide-rimmed glasses on his serious rectangular face. His two small eyes are shining brightly behind the lenses; the corners of his mouth are always tightly closed. I don't like to talk much at ordinary times.

In my memory, it seems that he only wears a pair of blue clothes that are not old, and his sleeves always like to be rolled up. Whenever get out of class was over, he would put the book under his arm and put the remaining half of chalk in his pocket. He lowered his head, like the footprints when he found it, slowly, step by step. Walked towards his office.

However, in class, he seemed to become another person. He spoke non-stop when he lectured, and his voice was extremely loud when he read the text. Sometimes his face would glow red with excitement, and he would step forward to the podium and wave his arms... all the students' attention was attracted to him. , looking at him with wide eyes.

3. This old man’s eyebrows and beard are all gray. But his face was still purple and he looked full of energy.

He was wearing a brand new blue cotton jacket and trousers, with a snow-white towel wrapped around his head. The old man squatted on the ground, smoking a dry cigarette happily.

4. On his thin, tanned face, there is a pair of slightly sunken, large, double-lidded eyes; his eyebrows are thin and slanted; his black and yellow hair is tied into two short sections with strips of calico. Braids; clothes are very old; there is a pin in the hole in the right trouser leg; I go barefoot in spring, summer and autumn, only when I go up the mountain to grab firewood, I wear a pair of shoes for fear of puncturing my feet, but I take them off when I get down the mountain. . 5. This is a young man in his thirties.

Wearing a military cotton coat and high leather boots. He is tall, square-faced and very burly.

There is a black mole on the chin, and the eyes shine brightly in the dark, making people feel rough and shrewd. 6. Li Yun is a smart and arrogant child.

On his chubby face, there is a pair of big naughty eyes. The eyelids are flickering. As long as those two big black gem-like eyes are turned, the evil ideas will come. On his dark face, whether it is the bulging cheeks, the thin lips, or the slightly raised tip of the nose, they all make you feel funny and cute.

7. This old man wore a broken straw hat on his head, and the hair exposed outside the brim of the hat was already gray. There is a gray-but-yellow coat draped over his shoulders.

The whole back was black and shiny, as if it had been coated with a layer of oil. The lower trouser legs were rolled up past the knees, and the hairy calves were covered with countless knots, large and small, connected by high bulging blood vessels.

There are no shoes on the feet, and the old leather on the soles is probably as thick as a finger... There is a dry cigarette pouch on the waist, and the cigarette pouch is hung on the waist, swinging on both sides like a pendulum. 8. On New Year's Eve, her son and grandson came to her. The wrinkles on her face were stretched out, like blooming chrysanthemum petals, and every wrinkle was filled with smiles.

One day, her wife fell ill. The bead-like wrinkles on her face deepened, and the knots formed by her two eyebrows locked together. She looked at the portrait of her wife, her lips trembling slightly, and there were strings of tears flowing in the wrinkles like knife carvings.

9. The daughter looks like her mother, especially her eyes. The white eyes are like duck egg white, the black eyes are like chess pieces, they look like clear water when they are focused, and they look like stars when they flicker.

The whole body, the head is the head, the feet are the feet. Her hair is slippery and her clothes are neatly styled.

Attached is "How to Write a Good Description of a Character's Appearance". The description of a character's appearance is an important part of character description. A good description of a character's appearance can often make the character come alive and leave a deep impression on the reader. The appearance of a character mainly includes the person's appearance, posture, clothing, expression, demeanor, etc.

The description of a person's appearance is also called portrait description, which is to accurately, vividly and vividly describe the appearance and characteristics of the character, and convey the spirit through the description of appearance, revealing the character's ideological quality, spiritual outlook and personality to the readers. Character traits. How can you write a good description of a character’s appearance? We might as well start from the following three aspects.

1. Appearance description must be "accurate". Accuracy means accurately describing the character's appearance, so that the character's image will be real and credible.

A person's appearance is often affected by factors such as his or her identity, occupation, age, upbringing, habits, life experience, family environment, physical condition and other factors. People in different professions often have different appearances.

For example, dancers have thicker legs and slender limbs; weightlifters tend to be stronger; fishermen have darker skin and their toes are spread like cattail fans due to long-term walking on boats. People's appearance is also obviously different depending on their age. Children are innocent and cute, young people are energetic, middle-aged people are mature and steady, and old people are deaf and dazzled.

These all reflect the natural laws of his life. Of course, people have different habits and often show different characteristics.

For example, smokers seem to be missing front teeth and smell of tobacco from time to time; non-smokers have white teeth. People's different upbringings can often be seen from their appearance. Educated people have a sitting posture and a standing posture; an educated person speaks in a refined and clear manner; an uneducated person staggers around while sitting and standing. Speaking rudely and unorganized... We must carefully observe all these and describe them with accurate language, so that the image of the character can be accurately described.

2. The description of appearance should be "accurate". Essence means carefully selecting the characters' appearance and characteristics, and concentrating the description with pen and ink to make the characters' images accurate and vivid.

There are no people with exactly the same appearance in the world. According to the needs of expression, we must carefully select the unique characteristics of the characters from their appearance and focus on the description. The others can be omitted or passed over in one stroke to make the characters more vivid. The appearance is more precise and distinct. Sometimes, based on the actual situation of the material at hand, or for the need of a certain expression, we can place the focus of the appearance description on a certain part of the character.

For example, my grandfather’s hands were hard and cracked with many holes. Although they were ugly, they were a testament to his hard work. He helped me make toys, and he showed his dexterity. Writing like this often makes the hard-working and clever grandpa come to life on the page. 6. Is there a huge reward?

1. My grandma is in her seventies. Her short hair is covered with a layer of hoarfrost, her big eyes are sunken deeply, and her mouth is Her teeth are almost gone, her rough hands are covered with blood vessels like earthworms, and her weather-beaten face is full of wrinkles, as if recording her 70 years of hard work.

2. My uncle works very hard, so he looks much older than his actual age. Due to long-term fishing at sea, his face was blown by the sea wind and became black and rough, like unglazed pottery. A pair of deeply sunken eyes revealed a firm gaze.

3. The old man who comes to my house to give Qi every time has graying hair, crow’s feet and dark circles around his eyes. His back is a bit heavy, but his big hands are very strong and he can give Qi. The bottle comes very neatly.

4. My grandma is a farmer. Her hair is all white, the wrinkles on her forehead are like knife carvings, and her hands are covered with calluses.

5. There is a car repair shop opposite my house, and the man who repairs the car is an old man. Rain or shine, he would be there every day. The old man has gray hair on his temples, a bronze face, high cheekbones, and deep wrinkles on his forehead. In winter, his thick lips often get a few cracks. Every time he sees me, he always greets me with a smile.

6. This loader is about fifty years old, with a dark face, extremely rough skin, and bloodshot eyes. The weight on his shoulders bent his waist. Perhaps because of running back and forth in the mountains for many years, his legs are very strong.

7. This coachman is only in his thirties, but his hair is disheveled, his face is sallow, his eyes are sunken deeply into his eye sockets, his lips are pale, without a trace of blood, and his face is also full of wrinkles , wearing shabby clothes with big patches, and exuding a smell of sweat.

8. This coachman is only in his thirties. He is wearing faded clothes, his feet are bare, and his hands have many wrinkles. But he wears a hat on his head, and his messy hair comes out from under the hat. come out. There are three wrinkles on his forehead, three wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and there is a lot of dust on the brim of his hat. Although the weather was very cold, there were still many beads of sweat hanging on his nose, there were many wrinkles on his lips, and his ears were red from the cold. I think he has been pulling the cart for more than a day or two. 7. Portrait description of the elderly or children

Date: 2004-11-12 There is a dilapidated hut in the workers' village.

The hut has a courtyard wall made of mud. There are various flowers and plants planted on the wall.

The owner of the hut is an old man. The gray and saggy wrinkles on his face are engraved with his weathered years. His body is skinny and bones, and his waist is very bent. His clothes always make people mistake him for an old beggar.

Almost no one paid any attention to the old man. Occasionally, someone would say hello to him intentionally or unintentionally, and he would always squint his deep-set eyes, smile and say something, but no one wanted to waste time listening to what he said.

At present, the old man’s only “job” is to collect and sell rags. Sometimes he sits at the gate of the courtyard, taking a nap or basking in the sun. Wine bottles, broken pots, and rotten metal were piled up in the small courtyard, leaving only a narrow passageway that could only accommodate a foot.

The hut was almost submerged in these rags. The old man's history is now unknown. He was a worker in the coal mines.

I heard someone say that when he was young, he had a partner in his hometown, but he blew it because he was a "coal black man". Later, he didn't think about it anymore: he didn't go back to his hometown after retirement and built this small house.

The old man lived like this with the rags in the courtyard and the flowers and plants on the wall, day after day, year after year. One day, the old man was sitting at the door of the hospital and died in his sleep.

It was an evening when the flowers were in full bloom and the sky was filled with gorgeous clouds. The afterglow of the sun enveloped him. A few days later, the city radio and television stations reported an explosive news.

Someone donated 10,000 yuan to the Municipal Education Foundation, and the donor was him, the owner of the hut, the old man who picked up rags. [Brief Comment]: The author of this article is a student at the Mining Bureau Middle School of Hebi City, Henan Province.

This article is written about real people and true events. The success of this article is that it uses various techniques such as environmental description, portrait description, profile description, etc. to render it to the extreme, making people feel that the old man is extremely ordinary, extremely poor, and extremely unfortunate, so as to arouse people's sympathy and even pity. Report the feat of the elderly donating 10,000 yuan to the "Municipal Education Foundation".

The huge contrast greatly enhances the touching intensity. The description of the environment in this article plays a role in showing the characters' thoughts and character.

For example: Although the hut is dilapidated, the description of the environment is "planted" with various flowers and plants on the wall, which shows the owner's love for beauty and his pursuit of a beautiful life. The description of the environment where the house is full of rags shows the poor living conditions of the elderly.

"One day, the old man sat at the door of the courtyard and died in his deep sleep. It was a dusk when the flowers were blooming and the sky was full of clouds, and the afterglow of the sun enveloped him."

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This description of the environment highlights the beautiful soul of the old man. Look at the side description of the article: "Almost no one pays attention to the old man..." From the side description, it can be seen that this is an ordinary and insignificant old man.

No status, no influence, no respect. "I heard someone say..." A side description explained the old man's misfortune through the words of others. 8. Portrait description essay of 300 words

My deskmate is a fat guy. This is the first impression he left on me.

I remember that our school has a rule that we eat ordinary meals from Monday to Thursday, but eat steamed buns or dumplings on Fridays. I'm tired of eating vegetables every day, so it's good to change the taste of pasta.

But the only thing I don’t understand is why steamed buns bring him so much fun! It’s dinner time on Friday, and everyone is excited and waiting for the captain on duty to call their name and receive the meal. My deskmate "stands" upright in his seat. It seems that his chest is much more protruding than his head.

Soon, his name was called, but before I could react, he had already pushed my chair hard and asked me to give way to him. He rushed out without washing his hands, took the cutlery like an arrow and squeezed into the crowd.

I was dumbfounded because I had never done such a funny thing before. He skillfully scooped three steamed buns onto the plate, then moved to his seat to taste the deliciousness of the steamed buns.

In fact, eating can make your body grow longer, and it can also supplement nutrition. But some of the behaviors in the class really made me dumbfounded! Boys not only compete in games, but also compete in eating.

Eat steamed buns on Friday and see who eats more. Whoever eats more is the hero! Naturally, my deskmate was not left behind. In order to show off his authority in front of others, he ate 8 steamed buns at once. Finally, he was so exhausted that he went to the infirmary. When the aunt in the infirmary saw it, she couldn't help but smile bitterly and was speechless. explain. Not only can he eat, but he is also an expert at copying homework.

In art class, he never misses every opportunity to copy paintings. The teacher asked him to come up with ideas, but he didn't want to. Instead, he was thinking about how he could copy my paintings.

Once, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I folded the painting in half and covered it with my hands. Hehe, let’s see how he copies it now! Slowly, there was no movement around me.

I looked down and saw that he was peeking at my painting under my arm. When he noticed that I was looking at him, he immediately said with a sad face: "Sister, my pen fell off, please help me pick it up!"... Sometimes, we also have disputes. He hits me and I kick him. .

When he finally got angry, he drew messy things in the other person’s notebook. What I hate most is that when he is excited, he will take it out on me whenever he is happy.

For example, last time, when he heard the news about a spring outing, he was so excited that he pulled my clothes and patted my head. Sometimes I really want to give him a good beating to relieve my anger. To this end, I specially prepared a "super invincible needle" for him. As soon as he hits me, I will take out this needle and stab him.

Whenever this happens, his former majesty is reduced by half. He didn't cherish other people's things, so he used my correction tape to scribble on his notebook. At that time, I would call a few good friends after class and use up all his correction tape! He is like my friend in life, making me happy all the time. He is also my most hated enemy, making me gnash my teeth and hate it... This is my deskmate, a friend who has accompanied me through my elementary school career. .

He is 7 years old. He is not tall and thin, but he looks very energetic. He has very short hair, a pair of dark and bright eyes on his handsome face, and a high nose, like a small carrot.

Everyone who has been to his home says that he has good-looking features and is a good-looking boy. My sister is very cute, she is 3 months old.

A few days ago it was my sister’s 100-day anniversary. My mother drove her baby sister in the car and went to “Love You Baby” to take some photos. My sister has a pair of small and bright eyes, a bulging face, and a particularly small mouth.

She has a pair of cute ears, and a pair of small hands clenched into fists, swinging from time to time. Look! Those chubby little feet that look like little steamed buns are so cute! I love my sister.

My favorite classmate in our class is the handsome boy Geng Hao, look! He is not tall, but he is very stocky, and his arms and legs are like mature corn cobs. He likes to wear his coat unbuttoned, and he said: "That will make him look more majestic."

Geng Hao has a round head and a rosy face. Coincidentally, his The pair of black and shiny eyes are also round. I like his smile the most. When he smiles, his shiny black eyes turn into two crescent moons.

His little red mouth loves to tell jokes. His jokes always make us laugh before we laugh out loud, and then the crescent moon appears again. My father was a first mate on an ocean-going merchant ship.

He is tall, with naturally curly yellowish hair, a pair of wise eyes embedded in his fair square face, and a pair of nostrils that appear particularly large under the high bridge of his nose. When I was young, I often looked at his nostrils and asked, "Dad, why are your nostrils so big?" He always answered with a smile: "When choosing a horse, you should choose a horse with big nostrils, because horses with big nostrils run faster.

Dad was a sprint champion in school. If you don’t believe it, ask your mother. "At this time, my mother and I would look at his big nostrils and laugh.

Dad is thin, of medium height, with medium-sized eyes, a crew cut, and a tall nose that makes him look more energetic. The chiseled lips were covered with a beard like steel needles.

Dad is very knowledgeable. He often tells me many magical and interesting science stories and comes up with many ways to exercise me. There is such a little boy in our class. He is not tall, his body is like a small tree, and his limbs are like small branches that have just grown out.

His thin body supports a big head. Is it really worrying that his weak body can support it? His face is white, and the most eye-catching thing is his big, watery eyes, which are so wide that sometimes they really remind people of Sun Wukong's blazing eyes in Journey to the West. People say: "The eyes are the windows to the soul."

His big head is filled with a wealth of knowledge that is enviable. He also has a clever little red mouth, and the songs he sings are very beautiful! Do you know him? Want to know who he is? He is Wang Yuxi, a classmate in our class.

My cousin is 5 years old this year. Even though she is only 5 years old, sometimes I can’t help her and I have to give her three points. My cousin is very cute, with two dimples on her chubby face.

Sometimes when we smile at her, she will say: "I know why you are laughing, you are laughing at my dimples." After that, she will use her chubby fingers to poke her dimples, feeling very proud. look.

The most endearing thing about my cousin is her eyes. Her black eyeballs are extremely big, almost filling her eyes, and they are pitch black, as if they cannot see to the bottom. When she treats you. 9. Describe the portrait of father in 300 words

Dad has thick eyebrows and a pair of bright, big eyes that always flash a stern gaze.

Possibly due to long-term mental work, the deep wrinkles on his forehead are consistent with his age of less than forty years old. My father's ears are white and rosy, with distinct helixes. The outer and inner rings are well-proportioned, like a carved work of art.

My father looked very young today, completely different from his usual self. A person who doesn't usually groom his face is clean shaven today.

The often worn black tunic suit was replaced by a brand new silver-gray suit with straight trouser lines. My father is about thirty-five or sixteen years old. His hair on the temples is slightly bald, his eyebrows are thick and neat, and his eyes are sparkling.

He pays great attention when looking at people; when he smiles, he shows a set of neat and white teeth; when his mother frowns and is lost in thought - she puts down her knitting and sits blankly. I think my mother is melancholy, especially when her father is gone and never comes back. She is often like this.

When I got home, I looked at my father gloomily. He was tall, with broad shoulders, wearing a faded military uniform, and a pair of bright big eyes embedded in his bronze face. There are already several wrinkles on the forehead.

Looking at my parents’ increasingly older faces, increasingly stooped backs, increasingly frosty hair, and increasingly hobbled and clumsy steps, I began to regret myself. Regret for being ruthless and cruel.

The mother held black mud in her hands and wore an old blue cotton-padded jacket with a blue cloth apron tied around her waist. Mom's little mouth contains rich expressions: when she is happy, she curls her lips and makes a grimace; when she is angry, her pouted little mouth can hang a small oil pot.

The words spoken from this mouth can sometimes make people furious and sobbing, but sometimes the crow's feet at the corners of my mother's eyes can be clearly seen. These wrinkles are the testimony of her hard work and greatness.

Mom has beautiful hair, black and shiny, thick and dense. She stands in the sun and gently shakes her head, and the hair will shine with a colorful halo. The mother is of medium build, has short hair, and wears a suit.

Under a pair of thick black eyebrows, there is a pair of big and bright eyes. Normally, she always has a sweet smile on her lips.

In the haze, I found that the light was still on in the room. Dad's thin figure was leaning on the table, fixing the book.

Ah! Dad works so late again. People couldn't help laughing and laughing.

The weather was stuffy and hot, and his face and back were soaked with big beads of sweat, and his undershirt was soaked through. I don't like wrinkles, and I can't wait to rub my hands on her forehead to wipe away the wrinkles that are the traces of time left on my mother's forehead.

I suddenly noticed that wrinkles like water ripples appeared on my mother's previously smooth forehead, one by one, "one, two, three..." I could count several of them. The ruthless years have carved wrinkles on my mother's face, and now my mother has the figure of a middle-aged woman.

At this time, I discovered that we were the ones who made my mother work so hard that she became what she is today. 10. Write an essay about the portraits of your parents, your classmates, your parents, each portrait, 100 words,

Father.

My father is very ordinary, and he is not handsome. Not chic.

Under the eyebrows that are neither long nor short, there is always a simple taste in the eyes.

Mother.

My mother was a beauty when she was young. As time goes by, although her eyes are not as bright as before, her smiling eyes often make people feel warm. .

Old man.

The dark skin and wrinkles on his face are the vicissitudes of time brought to him. His hands were rough as if they were peeled off dead tree bark. He was just such an old man, an old man who had made a living by scavenging for many years. He was so lonely, and he could only see a stray dog ??by his side.

Classmate.

I have a classmate who is tall, with big eyes and bright eyes. He is a sunny boy who loves to laugh. He often holds a basketball in his hand and likes sports. What I see most is that he is The basketball court is full of energy.

Six methods of portrait description

Use the eyes to write the portrait

Use the hands to write the portrait

Use the expression to write the portrait

Describe the portrait in white

Describe the portrait in close-up