Look at the picture and write a composition in the mid-term exam of grade three.

1. Pupils look at pictures and write compositions in grade three. On a sunny afternoon, a group of boys walked happily to this clearing, threw away their schoolbags and hats and piled them into two piles, which became a simple goal.

The fierce ball game began. The blonde goalkeeper blushed with nervousness and joy. Although his knee was scraped yesterday, he didn't care.

I saw him squatting with his hands on his knees, staring intently at the football, eager to try. The little boy standing behind him was wearing a red sportswear and was very depressed. His brother broke his leg yesterday. He scored a goal and won.

Thought of here, he is a little smug. Passers-by were attracted by the tense ball game.

I don't know whose puppy it is, but it's not interested in football. It is only interested in the small ball that its owner gives it to play with. Now I have nothing to do but snore on the grass.

You see, the little boy, with his younger brother and his eyes tightly locked on the yellow team, is sitting here motionless for fear that the yellow team will lose. The little blond boy like a goalkeeper craned his neck and whispered, "Come on! Kick! Good! " Standing behind him, the little girl with a crimson bow on her head simply stood up and saw her hands rested on her hips and her brow furrowed, as if something was wrong.

The little girl in a red hat bent down to look to the right. She blushed. Although she didn't go to the "battlefield", her heartbeat could be clearly heard by herself. A girl holding a doll has been smiling, but her eyes are busy. She kept staring at the ball to see which team it was on.

The little boy in green may have seen this scene for the first time. His little hand is calculating the result and shaking his hand gently at the same time.

2. The sunshine in the morning of the third grade Chinese lit up the beautiful forest, and a new day began again.

On this day, three forest athletes came from a beautiful river, a meadow and a big tree. They are the white rabbits in the swimming class, the yellow ducks in the track and field team, and Pippi, the little fur monkey in the light class. Yesterday, they received a letter from the lion king of the forest, saying that the sports forest will hold the annual "forest sports meeting" with the strength forest. The main events are swimming, track and field and the newly launched event-light jump, so please ask them to prepare for the competition. Although long-distance running is white people's specialty and swimming is Huang Huang's strong point, the Lion King demands creativity, so they have a great role exchange. No, Huang Huang got ready for exercise and began to run on the vast grass. Pippi was lucky enough to fly into the air with his feet. One moment hovering on the river, the other hanging on the tree, so happy! Be prepared in vain, take a deep breath and plunge into the cool water. Although long legs run fast on the grass in vain, she is useless in the water. I saw her paddle as hard as she could, but she couldn't paddle a few steps for a long time. Just as she swam across the dangerous water grass area, she accidentally tripped over a long water grass, and no matter how hard she struggled, it was of no help. She had to shout, "Help! Help! " This shout doesn't matter, alas! As soon as she spoke, several bitter rivers poured into her mouth. It tastes delicious! Pippi and Huang Huang heard the cry for help and immediately looked inside. Something bad happened! Look! The river has already flooded the white head, leaving only her two long ears. At that critical moment, time seemed to freeze. At this time, Pippi was quick of eye and load, and immediately dived to the river, dragging Bai Bai out of the river. By the time Huang Huang waddled to the river, Pippi had saved the white space from danger. This time, Pippi and Huang Huang came to a division of labor. Pippi went to the animal supermarket to eat and drink for nothing, so Huang Huang had to stay on the edge of the grass and drain in vain. At dusk, I finally opened my eyes in vain: "Thank you … thank you! Thank you for saving me! " Pippi and Huang Huang said in unison, "What are you thankful for? We are already good friends. Come on, have something to eat. When you are ready, we will treat you to' Kende Grass'. "

The sun was about to set, and three good friends parted reluctantly.

We can change some unsuitable animals and hope to adopt them.

3. I want to grow up. The first person I want to grow up is my father, an agronomist, a rich leader and respected by the villagers.

Dad is my idol, I am a fan of dad, and I want to imitate and learn everything he does. I hope I can grow up quickly, be a father tomorrow, serve others and be respected.

Look, how beautifully dad slept. Hold your head in your left hand, waiting for something beautiful to dream; Put your feet on the stool, forget fatigue and relax.

So I slept for one night, and the next day my father must be full of energy and forget his work. If I sleep all night like my father, I promise to concentrate on my studies tomorrow.

From the beginning, I took a bench from the kitchen and buried my head in my left hand to sleep, hoping to have a good dream like my father-I got straight A's in three subjects and laughed. Before I had time to dream, I found that my feet were not placed on the stool, because I was shorter than my father, my head was side by side with my father, and my feet only reached my father's thigh, but I couldn't touch the stool. The empty stool became Xiaohua Mall's cotton bed, and it slept on the bench rudely.

If you don't put your feet on the stool, your dream won't come true, in order to put your feet on the stool. I drove Xiaohua Mall away, moved the pillow down, put it on my father's waist, and rested my head on his chest, so that my feet were as comfortable as my father's feet on a bench.

Like my father, I soon fell asleep ... fans took a big step towards idols. The second mom and dad I want to say to you, I want to say thank you first! In order to thank you for your kindness, I also want to say that you have worked hard, in order to thank you for running around for me.

Mom and dad, you treat me like a pearl, hold it in your hands, and don't dare to push too hard for fear of crushing it; I dare not hold it too loosely, for fear of falling to the ground. In this way, I grew up healthily and happily under your care.

Dad, I want to say thank you! Because every time I am frustrated, you encourage me to tell me that "failure is the mother of success". Don't be discouraged. Keep working hard and you will succeed one day. This sentence encouraged me, and this courage came.

Be sure to choose me! I hope it helps you.

4. Look at the picture and write a short article. The third grade of primary school requires more than 300 words. Thank you for caring for flowers and trees. One day after school, I walked home on the stone road in Yihe Green Garden. I accidentally stepped on a grass, and its waist was broken, as if to say, "How can you step on me?" I release oxygen for you humans and help you green the environment. You should' repay' me like this, blare ... "I heard this and quickly said," I'm sorry. "

But the grass is still crying and I think, "Does it need me to water it to forgive me?" So I poured the water in the plastic bag on the grass, and the grass immediately smiled through tears.

Grass can not only absorb carbon dioxide but also release fresh oxygen. It can also beautify the environment and decorate nature. However, a few people just don't know how to care. They don't take the garden path paved by their uncle. In order to avoid walking a few steps, they often step over the grass. The lawn was trampled by them on a muddy road, some brought dogs to "destroy" the lawn, and some seemed to turn a blind eye to the sign "Take care of flowers and trees, everyone is responsible" on the lawn and pick flowers at will.

How sad I am to see this beautiful environment destroyed and this "green carpet" trampled with holes! Students, we are all members of this this beautiful city. We should not only take care of flowers and trees ourselves, but also call on all people to take care of them.

5. I want to grow up. I want to grow up on a bright summer night. This room is particularly stuffy. Mingming and his father are going to sleep in the yard to enjoy the cool.

Mingming moved out of the big bamboo bed and square stool. Dad suddenly lay on the bamboo bed, shaking a big cattail leaf fan in his hand, and laid his feet leisurely on the square stool.

Mingming originally planned that Dad could tell me some stories, but Dad smiled and told Mingming that Dad was tired and wanted to sleep for a while. Obviously a little disappointed.

Before long, there was a snoring in my ear. I clearly watched my father sleeping, wondering how he fell asleep so quickly. Is it tiring to be an adult? Obviously, I have always dreamed of growing up quickly, and when I grow up, I don't have to be in charge of adults. Zhi obviously wants to imitate his father's every move, and today is no exception.

Mingming hurried back to the house and put a small square stool at the foot of the bed. He put his feet up on it like dad did, but it took a lot of effort to reach it, but it alarmed the kitten under the bed. It looked at Mingming doubtfully, as if to ask, Little Master, why don't you sleep? It just jumped on the square stool to see what it was doing. You can't make it a joke, your eyes will roll, haha, there is a good way.

Mingming moved the little pillow down until his feet could touch the small square stool. This time, Mingming's feet can be easily tilted on the square stool.

Finally, I can sleep with a cattail leaf fan like my father. It turns out that you don't have to be as tall as an adult when you grow up. You can do adult things with more brains.

The summer night was particularly quiet, and I fell asleep unconsciously, dreaming that I was growing up quietly.

6. The third picture composition picture [the third picture composition picture] The third picture composition picture family picture

This is the back of a father, wearing a big jacket of black cloth and a cotton robe of dark blue cloth. He was fat and struggled to climb onto the platform. He looked at pictures in the third grade. This is Zhu Ziqing's father, and what he shows in front of people is this "father's back". But how many fragments are hidden in this picture? What people in front of the painting clearly see is the white hair of the old mother, which is her lost youth and her vicissitudes; The eyes left in the painting clearly saw his old father's rickety waist, hunchback is the most beautiful arc, fatigue, diligence and feeding; It is the bridge that children like to sit on when they are young, and it is the most reliable mountain in their hearts ... that back, that white hair, that arc, looking at their parents who are not young, the bitterness has already turned into tears.

These are raised hands, strong and powerful. They are holding a life, not a child. When the cable car fell, parents held their children high with their hands, and their parents died, but the children in their hands continued to have two lives given by their parents. Those hands are nothing special, but they are the highest and most powerful support. What he paid was life and everything in the world. When we were teenagers, those hands used to take us across the road. He held our hands tightly for fear that we might run around on the road and do something. When we were students, those hands once touched our heads. He gave us warmth, confidence and encouragement. It tells us: "Yes, keep going!" Those hands waved goodbye when we were adults. When we grow up and leave our parents, waving goodbye is our parents' eternal concern and concern.

This is an open wing, bravely spreading in the forest surrounded by fireworks. Below it is a bird, a bird that has not grown up and can't fly. When the fire came, Feitian mother did not abandon her child, but wrapped her child's body with her own body to block the raging fire for her child. Live for life, it has no complaints, and its wings are the blue sky of children's life. It protects children from the wind and rain, so that children can enjoy warmth and tranquility under the wind and rain; It ... protects the children from the enemy. When the eagle rushed down, it erected a protective barrier for the children to protect the children under its wings from attack. It is a warm hug, a support for birds, and a blue sky of love. ...

The back is moved by love, the hands are strong by love and the wings are wide by love. This kind of love is family affection, which transcends everything, even life.

Pictures, shocking

Recently, when surfing the Internet, I saw a picture of an old man begging on the roadside. The old man's face has been flushed by the wind, and deep cracks are like dry pool water. The old man's eyes were confused and helpless, and his eyelids were heavily pressed on his eyes. From the old man's eyes, I can see indelible sadness. Time is ruthless, and the old man's black hair has been painted with white paint. The old man is only wearing a rag coat, and some old newspapers are covered on the ground. The old man sat in the newspaper with his arms around his legs. She curled up into a ball. Passers-by hurried by with their heads down, and no one stopped, and no one was willing to give alms to the lonely and helpless old man.

After reading this picture, there is an unspeakable bitterness in my heart. I sincerely sigh: "It's not easy to be a beggar now!" But when I saw the attachment below, I opened my mouth in surprise and a sense of anger burned in my heart.

It turned out that among the many people coming and going, one person was actually the daughter of the old man. She is hidden in the crowd, no different from passers-by, except that she is dressed more gaudy and strange. The attachment reads: "The money that the old man finally begs must be paid to the public. If it is less than 100 yuan, she will beat the old man with a belt, just like ancient torture. The old man is full of scars, and sometimes when the old injury is just right, he will add a blood cherry in another place. " I can't see the expression of the old man's daughter clearly, but I can imagine the kind of belt with dirty money in one hand and dripping blood in the other. She stared at the pile of money, her eyes sparkling and she smiled like a cruel vampire.

Isn't it shameful that an old man who is nearly half a century old kneels on the ground begging while his daughter is counting the money her mother bought with dignity? Won't her conscience be upset? When her mother was shivering by the cold wind, wouldn't there be a trace of unbearable pain in her heart? Lambs know how to kneel and feed, and crows know how to feed back. This is a natural law that even animals know. As a person, doesn't she know?

This photo touched me deeply and shocked me at the same time. People often say: "A child is a piece of meat that falls from his parents" and "It hurts to hit their mother". . What should we do as children?

7. Look at the picture in the third grade and write 1. It's sunny this afternoon. I help my mother to buy things in the supermarket. I ran about 50 meters with money in my hand. Suddenly I saw a 70-year-old grandmother in the village, preparing to cross the road.

Her hair is a little white, and a bamboo-like hand holds a one-meter-long crutch. It's dangerous for her to cross the road alone! Thinking about it, I quickly ran to my grandmother in three steps and said to her, "grandma, let me help you cross the road!" " Come on, be careful! "Say that finish, one hand grabbed grandma's thin arm, the other hand held grandma's waist and helped her cross the road slowly.

On the other side of the road, grandma stroked my head with her hand and smiled and said to me kindly, "Hey! This child is really sensible, thank you! " I was ecstatic to hear that.

8. In the third grade, you raised me from an early age and bit by bit flowed into my young mind. Mother's love shines on me like warm sunshine, and my mother and I changed clothes. March 8 ",out of the cold. Anyway, I wear my sister's sneakers to school.

I remember once, I was punished for standing for a while. Then my sister's PE teacher came. He said, I let my mother lie on the bed and I covered her with a quilt. My mother knew that she misunderstood me and immediately held me in her arms. When we got home, my shoes were too tight, and my mother's love was countless. Like the stars in the sky and the flowers on the ground, you are like a spring rain that moistens me and runs in the morning. On Women's Day, I decided to give her a surprise and found that my sneakers were broken.

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My Moon Dream

My father

Different angles

Searle

A snow in winter

Thank you teacher!

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Dad, I want to tell you

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