I want you to write a Tibetan poem with Yang Yufeng.

Yu Jie bing Qing yi ren Rao

Phoenix dance for nine days, Jin Guangyao

Our dragon swam to the sky.

Ba Zhongwei

The laughter is so lively.

You want what you want, shout.

Actually, I like you better.

I like you, and I want to say, "I really like you!" " "I like you because when you play with me, you always make me laugh.

I like you because you won't laugh at me. When I am bullied by others, you always draw a sword to help me.

I like you, because when I am lonely, when I am bored, the time with you will always flow out of the ocean of happiness.

I like you because you always give me advice when I am confused.

I like you because our tacit understanding is really good. When we only have a biscuit, we will share it.

I like you because you always indulge me inadvertently. If you have two dolls, you will give me one to share your happiness.

I like you, because in my heart, you are the big sister, and you always help me when I can't move things.

I like you because you always make me smile when I am sick. I hope to get better soon and play with you.

I like you, because when I can't find something, even though it's not for you, you will help me find it together until I find it.

I like you, because when I do something wrong, you won't blame me, but you will help me correct my mistake.

I like you, because when I don't understand, haha, you will help me solve it as a big sister.

I like you because you really deserve my love. I like you because I like you for too many reasons. I like you because you are a big sister.

I like your composition.

In the fourth class, I had to finish the unfinished test paper, so I came to the classroom in advance.

There are few people in the classroom, and many children are playing outside.

Some of the children in the classroom are chatting, some are playing, and some are doing papers carefully.

Although I have told you that you don't have to do it after class, these children should be very concerned about their study.

I didn't say much, just stood quietly in the classroom waiting for the bell to ring.

Soon, * * * rang and the children entered the classroom one after another.

All the children are warm, and two children only wear one dress.

I hurried to get the children dressed at once.

Suddenly I heard a bang behind me. I looked up and saw a child come in. I'll close the door at once.

The child in the back is locked out.

But the one outside only knocked once, so he turned and walked to the front door.

I stopped the child who closed the door and asked him to open the door.

Then I saw Ke Ming coming in. His face was red, but he didn't complain or complain to me.

Just smiled and greeted me, and then went into his seat.

After school, I told you about Ke Ming's behavior.

I said he didn't knock angrily or complain loudly. He doesn't care about other people's shortcomings.

I think that classmate will never close the door again when he sees such a classmate! I said I like what Keming made! Then I talked about yesterday's sweeping.

There were only three children left in the end. They didn't complain and didn't leave like other students. But sweating like a pig, cleaning the classroom and mopping the floor seriously.

When the teacher saw their red faces covered with sweat, the teacher felt particularly cute! Three children stood up in my praise and applause from classmates.

They look nervous, shy and happy! I told all the children that the teacher liked them to do this! I didn't criticize the children who left early yesterday, but I told all the children clearly that we didn't like it! I think they should understand! I hope everyone in our class knows what to do and what not to do.

Let the collective strength educate everyone and let everyone go in a positive and healthy direction! Bad behavior has no market in our class. Everyone doesn't approve, everyone doesn't do it, and everyone opposes it.

Then there will be a healthy collective generation and children will be happier here! In fact, this is "normal". To put it bluntly, it is actually the beginning of "social morality" that we must follow!

I like my composition.

Others wrote: Kiki Puppet is an orphan.

On this day, the puppet wandered to a magical town.

The people in this town are really strange. They are made of different materials. People in the town were surprised to see the puppet. Someone asked him contemptuously, Puppet, can you sleep in the fire? This is the proud voice of the little porcelain man.

"I can't.

"The little puppet said with inferiority.

Because he will turn to ashes as soon as he jumps into the fire.

"Puppet, can you break this wall?" The little iron man clucked his fist.

"I can't.

"The little puppet said trembling, if so, he will be disabled for life.

"Puppet, can you be as beautiful as me?" Miss Crystal said proudly.

"Then what can you do?" They asked.

"I don't know.

"Puppet was so ashamed. If there is a sewer, he must have got in.

In ridicule and inferiority, the little puppet spent a day, another day ... On this day, the little puppet was alone under the big tree, enjoying the sunny night. He feels inferior: Why am I a puppet? He thought: I want to be a little porcelain man! He shouted out his thoughts unconsciously. In the blink of an eye, he magically turned into a small porcelain man and began to make a crisp sound.

The puppet ran around happily until dawn.

"Stop, boy.

"Looking back, he is a small tin man. He was punched before he could react.

"pa!" Ah, the puppet's nose fell off.

The little tin man ran away and said as he ran, "Little porcelain man, it will break with a dozen."

"The little puppet" wow "to cry.

"I want to be a little tin man! Blare ... "The little puppet cried and cried.

Suddenly, he found himself turning silvery white.

"wow! Great! " The puppet wiped his nose, jumped up and sang ... At night, the weather suddenly changed and it became very cold. A gust of wind blew and it began to snow.

The puppet found himself getting smaller and smaller, and was dropping powder underneath.

It turns out that tin will turn into powder at low temperature.

"I want to be a little iron man!" As soon as the cry fell, the puppet became a strong little iron man again. He played happily in the snow all night.

Later, he felt very tired and went to bed. When he woke up, it was already broad daylight. When the puppet was about to appreciate his new image, he suddenly found himself rusty all over.

He was very sad and cried for a day and a night. He found himself the best, so the puppet shouted: I like being myself, let me be a puppet! As soon as his voice fell, his wish came true again.

Moreover, he no longer has to envy others ... indeed, it is best to be himself!

Xiaoyudian, I like your composition.

I don't know why it rained here for more than two weeks.

Rain can bring us difficulties and happiness.

Rain, it's hard to say.

On rainy days, adults have to work and children have to go to school.

No matter how hard it rains, we should do things as usual.

At school, I put on my raincoat, rode my bike and wriggled on the road. Behind me, there are a series of crisscross wheel tracks.

When I get to school, I park my car, I will take an umbrella and walk to the classroom. That is, I am sure to get wet, but what can I do? Rain brings the greatest happiness.

Look! I don't know when several small heads appeared on the ground of bamboo forest, that is, bamboo shoots.

It seems to be coming, so let's be as strong as it is, go forward without fear of difficulties and overcome all kinds of difficulties and bumps on the way to study.

As you can imagine, this is a gift from Miss Chun.

On weekends, it is raining in Mao Mao outside.

I do my homework and enjoy this rare outdoor spring rain slowly.

For an instant, I seem to have left all my troubles behind, and only the happy figure of Spring Rain is in my heart.

After enjoying the spring rain, I came to the computer and recorded under the sound of "click" keyboard.

In that case, I can swim in the spring rain until later.

Ah! Rain, I like you!

Mr. Lu Xun, I like your composition 500.

Turning to the last page of history, there are many great men in the world, some have died and some are still alive, but their spirit lives in our hearts. My favorite great man is the writer Lu Xun. Now, tell us something about Mr. Lu Xun! A simple Hanfu is always worn on the body, standing upright like a short long-haired brush, and the thick beard becomes the word "one" in an official script. This is Mr. Lu Xun, a great writer.

Others said that Lu Xun was a genius, but he said, "There is no genius. I have been drinking coffee at other people's work.

He also said, "Saving time means prolonging a person's life.

"He worked tirelessly and often stayed up late to write articles until dawn.

Although he was ill, he pumped more than 200 ml of water for the first time. If Europeans died five years ago, they still spend all their time at work.

He thinks reading in a wheelchair is a good rest.

Mr. Lu Xun cherishes time so much because he thinks that time is equal to life. If you don't cherish time, you don't cherish life.

Even from shortly before his death to the day before his death, he was seizing the time, working hard and holding a pen to make a final decisive battle with the enemy.

He didn't waste any time until the last moment of his life, which is worth learning from all of us.

Time is like water in a sponge. If you squeeze it, there will always be some.

Time is fair to everyone. If you have a will, you will have it if you make good money and squeeze it. Fools and lazy people can't exist if they don't earn or squeeze, but Mr. Lu Xun is good at squeezing time and is the dominator of time.

This is Mr Lu Xun in my eyes, a great writer who regards time as life.

The composition likes you 300 words.

I like you because if I tell you something special, you will know that it is special and you will remember it for a long time.

I like you, because if I say something interesting, you will laugh, which makes me feel interesting.

I like you because you know where I am most ticklish, and you seldom touch those places.

Except occasionally, stop, stop, stop I like you, because we always wander around together, and sometimes we quietly hide behind the fence and spy on secret places.

I like you, because if I climb to the roof and shout, you will shout with me.

I like you, because if I try to pierce a paper bag in a pretentious way, then you are ready to be startled at any time.

I like you, because if you leave, you will send me a card, and you won't just say goodbye.

I like you, because if we are at the station and I get lost, then it must be you who calls my name loudly.

I like you, because when I am sad, you will not always persuade me to be happy. Sometimes it is better to be sad than sad.

I like you, because if I lose my temper with you, you will lose your temper with me.

I like you, because if I feel uncomfortable, you will really worry about me.

You said it might be bad. I had an experience of agreeing once before.

I like you, because if you find two shamrocks, you will give me one.

If we find three trees at a time, then we will keep looking.

I like you, because if I break my arm and you break your arm, we will feel sorry for each other together.

We signed pictures on each other's plaster, and we showed them to others, making them want to break their arms.

I thought: I just like you.

I think: I just like you, my friend! Send it to all my good friends! ! !

Write 500 words by the person you like.

Everyone has a favorite person, and my favorite person is my mother with a "rich and changeable" face.

My mother is sometimes gentle and sometimes rough, and her personality is really unpredictable.

I remember once, I watched TV with relish as soon as school was over, but my mother, who was cooking in the kitchen, didn't want to. You know, she must keep her word and never delay.

This is not, and shouted: "Han Yun, do your homework quickly.

""There is very little homework today, and it will be finished soon.

"I didn't care," what, you want me to push you, you do your homework, then you just wait, I'll let you have good fruit to eat after frying.

"I knew my mother was going to be angry, so I quickly turned off the TV and began to do my homework. Otherwise, my mother will hit me when she comes.

On another occasion, I ate very little dinner. Just after eating for a while, my stomach sang an empty plan.

After mom found out, she went shopping by bike without saying anything.

After a while, she came back panting with a big bag in her hand and a layer of sweat on her face. I wolfed the "soldier" into the "empty city".

Although my mother is a little grumpy, but then again, as long as there is a mother at home, life is not afraid. Our home was kept in good order by my mother. The tables and chairs were placed neatly, the floor was clean and the tableware was shiny. It is my happiness to have such a good mother.

My brother. I have a brother. I often call him Whoopie because he calls me a coin.

My brother has a smart head, big eyes, a sensitive nose and a big mouth.

My brother is a man with both advantages and disadvantages. He often helps me and misleads me. Let me tell his story! My brother is a very patient person.

Once, when I asked him a question, he began to scold me a few words, and then taught me seriously until I learned it.

I often reply impatiently, "I know, I know, I know, I know what to do."

"He always teaches me how to do my homework. Somehow, my brother has a flexible brain, and I don't know how to catch up with him. It seems that his mind is naturally clever.

My brother often despises my grades.

Once, we had an exam, and I got 89.5 and 93.5 points. It happened that my brother was called down by my mother to help me with my homework. Seeing my grades, he suddenly said to me, "When you see others, you will say that you don't know me."

"At this time, I made up my mind that one day I would surpass my brother and despise him.

Well, is my brother what I described?

..... I like your semi-propositional composition.

Mom, I like you. With the wheel of years rolling, I have changed from a toddler learning English to a teenager full of fantasies. Mother's loving milk makes me have a sweet aftertaste.

I remember that I often snuggled up to my mother and spoiled.

My mother took good care of me when I was ill.

As time went by, wrinkles climbed up her mother's red cheeks, and her white hair dyed her temples red.

A heartbroken mother needs care, too.

During the summer vacation, my mother was ill.

I'll invite my father who is cooking at once.

After making sure that my mother had a fever, I put her to bed.

I saw my mother's frown, dizziness and headache. My heart ached so much that I wanted to share some pain for my mother.

Suddenly, I was clever and told my mother a joke: "A child cried badly in pain, and the mother cried more sadly than the child." Excuse me, what should my father do? " Mother smiled reluctantly, but it can be seen from her weak eyes that her mother is still very uncomfortable.

"Yes, Mom, I'll give it to you!" I clenched my fist, pounded my mother's shoulder and rubbed it from time to time.

But in a short time, my hands were sore and my arms were numb.

I don't have any complaints when I think that my mother is busy and working hard at home and abroad. I am my mother's good daughter. How can I complain about my mother in such a short time?

Thought of here, I got up again.

Near noon, my stomach began to sing "Empty City Plan"

Hearing my father call me for dinner, I rushed out of the bedroom and ran to the dining table, planning to have a good meal.

Looking at the delicious food and thinking of my mother lying in bed, I quickly put on my rice bowl, put on my mother's favorite dishes and went into the bedroom.

Looking at my mother's messy hair and haggard face, how I want to become a panacea to drive away the disease for my mother! My mother loves me, and I love my mother.

This is how my mother and I are connected.

An essay entitled "What do I like"

I like I like the endless green ocean on the grassland. The vibrant grassland always makes me relaxed and happy.

I like the purest sky, the most magnificent snow peaks, the most magical bends and the most beautiful legends of the Yarlung Zangbo Grand Canyon.

I like ball games. A wonderful and fierce game has taught me how to face competition and pressure.

I like reading books.

I like reading The Beautiful Ugly Duckling written by Grandpa Andersen, I like the thick children's encyclopedia, and I prefer Swift's Amazing Big Country and Small Country. They are like a knowledgeable teacher who taught me a lot of knowledge.

I like gifts. I like gifts from friends, parents and teachers, no matter how trivial: a pencil, a notebook or even a small sticker will bring me great surprises.

I like the gentleness of maternal love, and I also like the strictness of fatherly love.

They often remind me at critical moments, giving me profound lessons and benefiting me for life.

I like a test paper with full marks. Whether it's the final exam or the dictation paper, they will inspire me to go further and meet the next exam with confidence.

I like life, and I like all the beautiful things better. They are like a drop of water, nourishing the seedlings in my heart.

The composition of my favorite place

When I first arrived at Badaling, my favorite place, Beijing, fell into the overlapping thick green. The car is on the road, with high ridges on both sides. Compared with the mountains in Shaoxing, it is indeed much more magnificent here.

Finally, the Great Wall appeared, winding in the thick green, which triggered the thinking of many heroes throughout the ages.

Badaling Great Wall is the north gate of Juyongguan. The east gate says "Copper Lock for the North Gate" and the west gate says "Juyongguan Town".

Yanqing County in the north and Zhen Xuan Town in the west, hence the name "Badaling".

I feel cool after getting off the bus. The mountain wind dances with the Great Wall, and my aloof personality sets off its momentum.

The stone steps of the Great Wall are very high, so it is a little difficult to push them up. You have to bow your head to climb them.

Badaling Road is particularly wide, allowing five horses to run side by side. The whole city wall is paved with granite strips and special city bricks, and guarding the city can be described as "impregnable".

Hold the stone fence, I feel cold.

Along the city wall, there are enemy platforms, cribs and hiding holes, and drainage systems, about ten paces away.

The drainage system is at the foot of granite, and there is a square hole. The mountain wind is pouring in, and it is cold from the feet to the hands.

Seen from the railing, the winding Great Wall extends to the horizon. After thousands of years of wind and frost, the bricks became more polished and finally smooth when they were knocked on the solid towers.

In those days, the sword and shadow seemed to flash before my eyes, the steeds that went straight to the battlefield seemed to gallop in front of me, the cries and screams of those years seemed to reverberate in my ears, and the bonfires of those years seemed to burn in front of my eyes ... How could I not give in to the freedom of "holding the lute on the plug and returning the camel to my hometown", how could I not give in to the heroic spirit of Li Zicheng invading Badaling and entering the Great Wall, and how many heroic sons and daughters watched the history of the ages. When I came to the Great Wall, I had to climb Hero Slope, but my back was wet when I climbed it.

The originally slightly flat road is getting steeper and steeper. I just feel untenable, so I have to clench my fist and go forward. My palms are already sweating.

Climb to the later, the calf has no consciousness, only feel pins and needles, arrived at the hero slope, just feel tired, Shan Ye breeze poured in from the mouth of the wall, * * * inscription "not a true man who can't reach the Great Wall" is particularly eye-catching in the mountain wind.

In the distance of the Great Wall stands a huge sign that says "One World, One Dream".

"One World, One Dream" is marked in English below, and the Olympic emblem is on the left. In 2008, we are all expecting that a dream will stand on this Chinese treasure.

Coming down from the Great Wall, the sun is just overhead. It's time to have dinner under the Great Wall.

I wanted to have a big meal because I was tired and hungry, but the food here was too salty to swallow, so I had to eat a bowl of miscellaneous sauce noodles.

In the afternoon, the Great Wall is still magnificent. Some things in the Great Wall Museum are imitations. I have no interest except swords, armor, cannons and huge models of the Great Wall.

At night, I still think about the Great Wall. My transparent heart turns into rain and drops on the thick wall.

I have meditated hundreds of times: Beijing! My favorite place!

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