My dollhouse composition

In daily life or work and study, everyone often comes into contact with composition. Composition is a narrative method in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in their memory in written form. Have no clue when it comes to writing an essay? Below is my dollhouse composition that I compiled for everyone. It is for reference only. You are welcome to read it. My Dollhouse Composition Part 1

Childhood is carefree, full of happiness and joy. In my memory, there is a place that makes me happy and is unforgettable to this day. It was a magical "dollhouse".

When I was a child, I had a room of my own. Although there was only one bed and one wardrobe in the room, I still lived happily in this small room.

Summer is here, and my mother bought me an electric fan and placed it next to my bed. One day, I suddenly had an idea. I pulled open the quilt cover, put all my toys in it, and pulled the electric fan to the opening of the quilt cover. I turned it on to the maximum wind speed, and the cloth on the quilt cover suddenly It flew up, and the quilt was like a small dollhouse. I jumped into this little dollhouse in surprise. ah! It's so cool inside and I can play with my favorite little toys. After a while, I jumped out of bed again, ran out of the room, and immediately asked my friends to come and play together. My friends and I walked to the door of my room together, and I said mysteriously: "Wait a minute, I want to give you something." What a big surprise for you!" They asked in unison: "What surprise?" I opened the door of my room and said, "What a surprise!" "Wow!" They were all stunned. I said excitedly: "Let's go in and play together!" "Okay!" Amid cheers, we walked into this magical and cool dollhouse together. We had a lot of fun, shouting, laughing, The sound nearly shook the roof down. Then our loud noises attracted our mother. When she saw this scene, her mother couldn’t laugh or cry and said, “You little naughty boys are so noisy!”

This dollhouse was truly our childhood “paradise”! It carries the joy and freedom of our childhood... My Dollhouse Essay 2

There are many toys in my room, filling my room, they bring me Countless joys and beautiful memories. Look at this plum-red little hippopotamus. I got it from a trap when I was in my mother's belly. My father said it was a reward for me and my mother fighting together, and it was also my first toy. ,Ha ha! Look at this robot puppy. It can not only sing but also do arithmetic. The jokes it tells can make my stomach hurt from laughing. My Little Pony, dinosaur models, dominoes, Barbie Princess, Kitty Cat... Where can I play big games? I didn’t feel bored for half a day.

On Sunday, it snowed all night, and the north wind blew. It was so cold! I climbed up on the bunk bed and started playing with my toy friends. My mother was nagging me that my father actually had to work overtime and had to drive more than 2 hours to Shexian County. The mountains there are high, the roads are steep and slippery, which is really worrying. ! At nine o'clock in the evening, my father still hadn't come back. My mother and I wanted to call our father, but we were afraid that it would be inconvenient for him to drive to pick us up. We were very worried and wanted to be by his side so much! At this time, I begged the all-powerful Baymax in the Super Marines to take me to find my father. Baymax smiled and said: "As long as you are happy, let's go." As he said that, we suddenly flew into the air from the window, and I Holding Dabai tightly, I looked up and saw the stars in the sky, bright and quiet. It turned out that we had flown above the clouds. Looking down, I saw snowflakes floating quietly, and everything on the ground seemed to be sprinkled with a thick layer of icing sugar. I was not in the mood to appreciate it. I opened my eyes wide and looked carefully for my father's car. My eyes were sore after looking and looking. I still couldn't find it. I was a little anxious and said, "Don't worry, we are here to help." The very familiar voice turned out to be My Little Pony and his pony friends, coming to help...

Ding dong ding dong... I heard the doorbell, and I opened my eyes, ah! Dad is back, and I am still dreaming with my toy friends. My Dollhouse Essay Part 3

Everyone has his or her own paradise, which holds happy memories, and my paradise is the dollhouse at home.

Let me introduce it to you! As soon as you open the door, you can see a piano covered with a red cloth.

Next to the piano is the bed, with a yellow and blue bunny on the bedside, a red and yellow domineering dinosaur, a superman minion and a proud yellow duck... There is my schoolbag at the end of the bed, and my bookshelf next to the bed, on the top shelf. There is my globe, there are many books on the lower two floors, there is a drawing board next to the bookshelf, and on the other side of the drawing board there is my archery target! There are building blocks, cars, airplanes on the floor of the toy house...

Usually I look at the globe in the toy room. I hold a globe, and I often like to look at which country has the largest area, and then mark the globe in red with chalk. I also often play archery. When an arrow is shot out and hits the target, it is like a missile exploding.

Whenever I am tired, I like to sit on the ground and stack blocks or pick up my remote control car to play. The remote control car has a control handle and two buttons on the handle to control the front, rear, left, and right. The same goes for airplanes.

My paradise is my toy room. It brings me joy and the happiness of childhood. The toy room contains my unforgettable memories... My Toy House Essay 4

Today, I felt that the dollhouse at home was too messy. There were toys all over the floor - rag dolls, building blocks, Barbie dolls... There was no place to stay in it, so I decided to tidy it up. But I am very depressed. With so many things, how long will it take to pack them away? My mother saw my sad face and said to me: "As long as you concentrate on cleaning up, you can finish it in less than twenty minutes."

I was dubious and began to challenge this difficult task. I pack the stuffed toys first because they are larger and easier to find. It was finished in less than 10 minutes, and I put the stuffed toys in the first cabinet. After packing up the stuffed toys, the house looked completely new. Then I started packing up the building blocks. The building blocks were small and difficult to find. After a while, I didn’t want to pack them away anymore. I was dejected. But I thought: "You have to persevere in whatever you do, and you can't give up halfway. Just do it. I put away the building blocks and hummed "The Girl Picking Mushrooms" at the same time. I really thought that the building blocks were mushrooms. In less than 15 minutes, I was done. Finished. Finally, I tidied up the remaining toys and it was done.

This time I learned that I must persevere in everything I do and not give up halfway. Chapter 5

Every time I come to my grandparents’ house, I see toys like “Hua Hua” and “Cao Cao” and the small blackboard, which makes me think a lot and recall the happy time of my childhood. .

When I was young, my grandparents always loved me. My sister lived with my grandparents, so I could play with my grandparents in their house. , one is used for sleeping, and the other becomes our happy nest.

There are many toys in the happy nest, among which our favorite is a small blackboard. This blackboard has two sides. There was a blackboard and a whiteboard on the other side. Grandpa only had chalk at home, so we used chalk to draw on that side of the blackboard. I was too young to draw anything, so I traced a circle along the border of the blackboard and said it was a TV. Machine. Once, I drew a TV set on it, but my sister also wanted to draw, so she tried to coax me: "Sister, how about we let the TV play something?" "I didn't do it because I didn't want to "turn on" the TV. My sister got anxious. She didn't want me to just occupy the blackboard, so she picked up the pen and started drawing on the TV. I saw that my TV was "destroyed" , and fell down on the ground, crying loudly and rolling around on the ground. This frightened my grandparents and scolded my sister: "You are so bad, how can you bully my sister? ! My sister was not convinced either: "She is so stubborn. She won't let others draw if she doesn't draw!" Grandpa and grandma became even more angry: "Oh, you still talk back!" My sister is so young and she wants a blackboard. Wouldn't you find paper to draw on? "My sister couldn't quarrel with them, so she had to cry aggrievedly while looking for paper. Now that I think about it, I'm really sorry for my sister!

We also have some dolls, but my favorites are two There was a little bear holding a loving toy. We named them both, the one on the left was called Caocao and the one on the right was called Huahua. Later, my sister went to elementary school and I continued to go to kindergarten, so most of the time, I was left alone. People play. I like to play house with toys. I use some messy little things as food, boxes or containers as bowls, the bed is the home, the pillow is the bed, and the toys are the children. I am the mother. After we make a fuss there for a while, we'll curl up on the pillow and "sleep."

I always feel that no matter how long I "sleep" I can't simulate this long night, so I always stay on the pillow for dozens of minutes before I get out. Once, I fell asleep on it and fell asleep. Later, my grandparents carried me to the big bed in another bedroom and let me have a good sleep.

Now, both of us sisters have grown up, and my uncle has added a little brother named Haohao. We are not as innocent and childish as before, and we no longer like dollhouses so much, so our dollhouse has become Haohao's little world. He was sitting on the bed, babbling and playing with toys, just like we did before. Our childhood is gone forever, but it never leaves, right? Childhood is a song, and the past is like a small boat, floating in my heart from time to time.