A composition with me as the topic

In daily study, work or life, it is inevitable for everyone to come into contact with or use composition. Composition is a style of writing that is composed of words and is organized to express the meaning of a theme through human thought and language organization. Still at a loss for composition? The following is a composition about myself that I compiled for you. I hope it will be helpful to you. Essay 1 with me as the topic

There is a dream in everyone's heart, a dream that has been buried for many years, a dream of a company looking forward to the future. Some people dream of becoming scientists in their own country in the future, some people dream of becoming a doctor in the future, and some people dream of becoming a preschool teacher in the future. My future dreams are none of these. The dream of the future is that people hope that they can be a person who is happy every day and faces all the work in society with a smile. They also hope that others can face every day with such a smile. It is bright and beautiful.

In my dream, my house can change with the seasons, for example: in spring, it turns pink, making the house full of life, in summer, it turns green, in this house It feels like being in the forest. In autumn, it turns colorful, making people feel like the colorful world in the house. In winter, it turns red, making people feel that winter is not too cold. My house can also cook by itself. As long as you are hungry, you just say to the house: Hey! Man! I am empty. Make me some food. At this time, it will prompt you to enter the password. After the password is correct, it will cook and cook for you immediately. If the password is entered incorrectly, it will ignore you.

I hope that my dream will continue until a beautiful dream does not come true! Essay 2 with me as the topic

Students follow me to see what my future world will look like..

Ten years later, I invented the "rapid growth agent", which is A biologic, whenever you can. To use it, simply spray the drug into the body and you will be able to grow up quickly. Those over 30 years old can grow to a height of 2 meters before this is the only effect used by humans. If the plant is a large factory, it can grow to about 10 meters, the factory can grow to 5 meters, and the small plant can grow to about 2 meters; and the animals are even bigger. Ants that have used this drug can actually grow to be as big as a hummingbird. Awesome!

Twenty years later, my father got older, but he and I invented a special kind of glasses, a kind of sunglasses, which can convert light energy into electrical energy and then reflect it to the power plant. This kind of electricity is different from ordinary power generation in that it has the ability to identify bad guys. For example, if a thief is touched by this kind of electricity, he will be stunned and then transferred to the police station at the speed of light. Haha, with this kind of sunglasses, you no longer have to worry about thieves at home.

Thirty years later, my mother was also old, and I invented a powerful brain chip for her. This kind of chip can input various knowledge. After people eat, the chip will fly from the mouth to the top of the head, stick firmly to the head, and then transfer the knowledge to the human brain. When all the knowledge is completed, the chip will Automatically falls off. Are you sure you are curious about whether this chip can fly? Quite simply, actually, because I worked my magic.

In the future, more and more advanced technologies will continue to change the world. Now we must study hard and learn skills well to create a better and more brilliant new world! Essay about me 3

My name is Chen Xinyao, from Zhengzhou, Henan. A few years ago, I transferred to Tianjin to study with my parents who came to Tianjin to work.

I am straightforward and have a loud voice. I remember on the first day of class, Teacher Lu asked everyone to introduce their hometown. I boldly raised my hand: "My name is Chen Xinyao, my hometown is Henan, and we..." These few words made everyone laugh. But I was serious and said with a straight face, "What are you laughing at?" The teacher asked the students to quiet down, smiled and praised me for speaking well. It made me determined to learn Chinese well and not let the teacher down.

I have been practicing dance since I was a child, and I especially like dancing. In the new school, I found a good friend who had the same goals as me - Li Yunan, and together we created a class dance team.

"Teacher, come and see the dance we rehearsed." I pulled the teacher and said, "We rehearsed a program to celebrate the New Year - the modern dance "Golden Childhood". Take a look and see how it goes." "At the end of the song, the teacher gave us some suggestions. I think the teacher is right, one minute on stage and ten years of hard work off stage.

Either you don’t act, or you have to act well. In this way, we kept practicing, standardizing the movements and adjusting the formation again and again... On the day of the performance, when we finished dancing, the audience burst into applause. I couldn't be happier.

In the past few years since I came to Tianjin, I have continued to learn and grow. I have danced better and better, and my Mandarin has become more standard. However, deep down, I am still the carefree Henan girl. "Xin Yao, the rehearsal is about to begin!" Listen, Li Yunan is asking me to practice dancing! Well, let’s keep chatting when we have time. Essay on Me 4

In Japan, a baby was born in xx Hospital. Her family named her Zhang Fengting, which means that she hopes that she can be as beautiful as a phoenix, standing tall and graceful, and that she will live twelve years in the blink of an eye. It's past. This baby has become a graceful little girl, and this is me.

I am lively and cheerful, and love to laugh very much. As long as there is a small joke, I can laugh endlessly. I'm good at making friends. Although I don't have many close friends, I get along very well with them. If you can, please be friends with me too!

I also cry very much. I don't know why my "golden beans" fell off because of a small thing. If I feel wronged, I will cry for hours. So my family often joked: "We, Tingting, can act on TV when she grows up! Just say "Jin Doudou" and she will be born." Whenever I hear this sentence, I am very happy, because my dream is to be a star.

I have many dreams. Various, my biggest ideal is to be a free and carefree traveler around the world. How wonderful it is to be carefree and free! The second is to be a female soldier. Although being a soldier is very hard, I still like it. Being a star or an actor, it’s great to have so many audiences and fans! And there is the stewardess...

I was a little irritable but occasionally, (I am a Leo!) I am not the kind of gangster in school, but I am really good at swearing and so on. Don’t get me wrong! I am very polite to others! If someone scolds me, I will scold me in kind! I am very eloquent. So my classmates don't quarrel with me very much.

I am a girl with a ponytail, double eyelids, and a small red mouth (but my classmates said that I have a small mouth when I close it, but when I open it, it is a big mouth). I don’t think so)

I am who I am, a lively, cheerful, sociable little girl who loves to cry, make noise and laugh. If you can, let’s make friends! Composition 5 with me as the topic

Love with all your heart

Recalling my hometown, too much love remains in that place. I love the new buds there, I love the fragrant wild flowers there, I love the fresh air there, I love everything there. That hometown, which looks like an old yellow photo, always fascinates me so much.

My hometown is a beautiful village, and the beauty there is deeply imprinted on my heart. I grew up there since I was a child. My muddy feet could never fit into grandma’s floral shoes, and my chubby little hands could never reach grandpa’s jelly beans, but I was always happy every day.

My hometown is full of camellias, rapeseed flowers and cockscombs. The sweet fragrance is comparable to my grandma’s fried potato chips. It’s so sweet! I always remember that my hometown is full of sycamores, chestnut trees and ginkgo trees. The fragrance of the flowers is better than the sweet potato rice made by my aunt. It smells so good! I always remember that in my hometown, everyone is sincere, straight-tempered, hot-tempered, and the hot and sour character is like the hot and sour slices made by my uncle. It’s so spicy!

I am the one walking on the stone road, the girl with a wreath on her head and wild flowers in her hands is me. I am the tomboy who wants to play when he sees water and climb when he sees a tree. The folks in my hometown like me the most because I have a sweet mouth and a lot of smiles. Every New Year, I would lead a group of children to pay New Year greetings and ask for candy particles. The red lanterns shining during the festival are me and my hometown.

That dear hometown and that little me always make me have endless aftertaste and make me fall in love with it! Essay on me 6

I have a pair of not very big eyes, but they look full of wisdom, because I often help people in difficulty come up with some golden ideas. I also have a small cherry-like mouth, which looks very cute on my plump face.

But one obvious shortcoming in me is carelessness.

Let me give you an example below!

I remember one time my parents were going out to the mall and told me to bring my keys with me if I wanted to go out. At this moment, a classmate asked me to go down and play football. This is my favorite sport. So, I picked up a key placed by the table and hurried downstairs to play football with my classmates.

When my classmates and I finished playing football, we went home as usual. He took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole naturally. Huh? Why can't it be inserted? Then I tried hard on the left and right, but neither worked. At this time, I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. I thought to myself: Why can’t the key open the door today? So, I picked up the key and looked at it carefully. No, I remember that the key used to have the word 808 printed on it. Why did it become 505 now? At this time, I suddenly realized: I had taken the wrong key when I went out just now. This time it was so miserable that I had to stand stupidly outside the door waiting for my parents to come back and open the door for me.

After a while, they came back. One look at my dejected look and I understood everything. My mother smiled and said, "You must have picked up the wrong key again, you daredevil." I thought to myself: It's so boring, my mother guessed it again.

Hey! I really want to say goodbye to this shortcoming tomorrow.

As you can see, I am such a "daredevil" who often brings trouble to myself because of my carelessness. I really hope to get rid of this shortcoming and make me become even better. Essay 7 with me as the topic

The scenery of my hometown

My hometown is very beautiful, all year round, it is beautiful. I like my hometown very much.

In spring, swallows come here and chirp on the wires, as if to say, the spring here is so beautiful; the spring breeze blows, the grass stretches and turns green. The lake water is like a mirror, flat and motionless, as beautiful as gems and emeralds.

In summer, the hot weather broke my previous life. Crickets chirped at night and frogs made noises on the lake. The most beautiful thing was the stars in the sky, twinkling in the sky, which reminded me of "Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of little stars, hanging in the sky to shine, like many little eyes." This brings me back to my childhood, telling jokes with my grandpa in front of the door. At that time, I also drew pictures for my grandpa. I made a painting. Now that I think about it, I really want to go back to the past. At that time, it was really good.

In autumn, the leaves fall from the trees, like ballerinas dancing, so graceful. At this time, the farmer uncle was harvesting wheat and sang happily. I lay in the field and watched the wild geese flying south. The autumn wind blew on my face. It felt so warm, just like my mother, and slowly integrated into my heart.

In winter, it was pure white. I stood in the snow and watched the snowflakes, like fairies spinning in the air. In winter, the most fun thing is making snowmen and having snowball fights...

My hometown is beautiful. You have to experience it for yourself. Composition 8 with me as the topic

I have a younger brother who is in the first grade of primary school. He's not smart, but his behavior is often "dumb", which is where we've added some "humor".

Tim is not smart, nor does he study hard, and consciously, we push him one step before he takes one. He loves to play most and doesn't know how to do tricks. He hasn't touched his homework since the holidays. At the strong request of my sister-in-law, I managed to practice a few pages.

Tim is very obedient. He listens to me the most. No matter what it is, he will obey me unconditionally. But if that's what people are saying, it's not that easy. Even if a boy is compared to me, he absolutely obeys my orders.

Sometimes even speaking is a bit difficult to understand. But he also often brings "jokes" to us. I remember one time, we were looking for a costume drama. After watching the movie with gusto, my brother suddenly called out to his aunt and said, "I am a Wa man." After hearing this, the aunt laughed and said, "Is this a man Wa man?" Everyone couldn't laugh or cry when she said it. Over time, the "W" and the call will appear frequently over the life of the field.

My brother is very cute, obedient, and a little playful.

This year, he also won the "Three Good Students" award! I hope my brother will always be so innocent! Composition 9 with me as the topic

"Woo" Listen, it was my classmate Lucien who cried, and I really didn't get her way.

My deskmate has a long ponytail and a pair of big eyes on his face. Maybe a person with such eyes is not born and we use them to cry.

My deskmate is a crybaby. Once, she wrote a beautiful homework for the teacher, but because the homework was too ugly, the team leader tore it up. I grabbed it and said, "I won't give it to you!" As soon as she finished speaking, she burst into tears. I stuck out my tongue and handed the homework back to her. As a result, she threw the homework back. I'll tear it up this time. I joked to her and she nodded. I was confused by her, so I had to give the homework to her. But she tore the assignment in half. The teacher asked her for her homework, and she said I tore up her homework. Oh my gosh! It's none of my business! Therefore, the teacher did not punish her but punished me. I was so angry that my teeth were itchy and I really wanted to squash her.

Although my deskmate cried, it was very helpful. During a math test, I opened a stationery store and found that I didn’t bring a meter ruler. When the documents were delivered to me, I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Lucian saw it and asked me what was wrong. Before I could answer, she said:. "Oh, I forgot about the meter stick." Then, she held the one-and-a-half-meter rule in her hand: "Here, you can use half, I use half." I was moved to tears.

The student at the same table likes to read, draw, and dance by herself... But what I dislike most about her is that she becomes arrogant when we become monitor. I hope she can correct these shortcomings. Be a good and responsible squad leader in China.

This is my deskmate-Lucien. I like her a little, but I hate her a little. Essay 10 with me as the topic

There is no love in this great world, the love of elders, the love of teachers and students... What I want to talk about today is the love between my father and me.

I think my father is my father’s world. He was very concerned about my health. What moved me most unforgettable was the experience in that hospital. One night, I had a fever, and my father immediately applied a cold towel to my head. After a while, my father was worried about the burning pain or not retreating and sent me to the hospital immediately. After deciding to admit me to the hospital, the doctor and my father ran back to pay for the medicine after checking it. The next morning, I found my father asleep on the table. He works during the day and takes care of me after get off work. How hard is it! How touched I am! My father was afraid that I would be hospitalized for loneliness, and he also specially brought me books that I like to read. Three days later, I became ill, and a stone fell in my father's heart, and my father and I felt deeper.

Dad himself likes to read books. He is rich in knowledge and can often answer all kinds of weird questions I ask. No matter how difficult the questions are, he can always find a way to provide me with an explanation. Clear, let me figure it out, he also taught me to make friends with books, love books, and learn from book theories... Dad is a great help to me as a student!

Dad’s love touched me and made me warm. I also often help him with his work, celebrate his birthday, and repay my father's love for me. In the future, I will care more about my beloved father. Composition 11 with me as the topic

I

Everyone has the love of beauty. In fact, I am who I am, and the most beautiful thing is me.

——Inscription

Every experience leads to wisdom. In the past few months since I entered junior high school, I have bid farewell to my former innocence and found myself mature.

There is a very beautiful girl in school. I don’t know her name. Her shoulder-length hair was still there because she refused to cut it when she entered school. She is very gentle, and her speaking voice is as beautiful as the breeze striking a wind chime. Whether they are boys or girls, they all circle around her.

So, I want to change myself. I want to become a gentle girl, a little girl that everyone loves.

After class, the classmates in the classroom could not hear my chirping voice. Indeed, the classroom was much quieter, but it was not as lively as yesterday. After school, I no longer walked around in slippers. Instead, I studied painting as a way to cultivate my mind and nature, but I lost the freedom I had in the past. After the evening study, I returned to the dormitory, and the three members who lived in the same dormitory with me started their funny incidents again. I didn't laugh out loud anymore, I just suppressed my laughter and had a forced smile on my face.

My classmates asked me: Are you okay? Suddenly, I was speechless and didn't know what to say.

When I got up the next day, I looked at myself in the mirror. Although I can no longer see my messy short hair in the mirror, my sad face is always with me. Have I become beautiful? No, I am not beautiful at all now.

I want to find myself!

After class, I continued my classroom forum; after school, I walked around the football field and let the classmates who played football complain; I wore slippers and visited everywhere; when I encountered something funny, I first said: An earth-shattering laugh.

In fact, I am the most beautiful like this. Composition 12 with me as the topic

I have a kind and kind grandmother, my grandmother. She is in her early 60s and her hair has turned white.

My grandmother was very generous, no matter who she was to. She often said to me: "People must be generous to others. We must pull ourselves and never pull others."

I still remember one summer when my grandma came home from get off work happily. She also held a large piece of brand new cotton cloth in her hand. When she walked through the door of her neighbor's house, she said to the neighbor: "Xiaoxin, today, I brought a new piece of cotton cloth home. You see how good this piece of cloth is, and how strong and durable it is." I heard the sound and ran out. . I took a look. He said to grandma: "Really, this piece of cloth is very good. Make me a pair of cotton slippers this winter." The neighbor's aunt also came over and looked at it and said: "Yes, this piece of cloth is very good. I just happened to I also want to make a pair of cotton slippers. Just give me some!" Grandma said, "No, I want to make a pair for myself, one for my daughter, and one for my granddaughter. I don't have much cloth." Actually, I know that grandma doesn't know how to make slippers. Yes, it was just teasing her. Because even though my grandma is so old, she is always like a child and likes to joke with others. Instead of returning to her own home, she took the cotton cloth and walked into her neighbor's house.

When she walked into her house, her grandmother put the cloth on the table and said, "Cut as much as you want." The neighbor knew she was joking and would give her the cotton cloth. She also knew that my grandma was not a bad person. So she happily cut a piece of cotton and returned the rest to my grandma.

What kind of person would you say my grandmother is? It's her generous enough! Composition 13 with me as the topic

My Chinese teacher’s surname is Zhao, and he has a pair of myopia. If there is a power outage in the classroom, you will know the content of the text she is reading to the students, and her eyes will narrow when she smiles. Teacher Zhao is a humorous person. She always makes us laugh with some humorous words and actions in every class.

Once, Teacher Zhao was giving a lecture, and we could listen to it with great interest. At this time, a student and fellow student suddenly raised his hand and said that he had to go to the toilet by himself. The teacher agreed. When the friend and classmate didn't open the door, Teacher Zhao said with a smile: "You don't bring toilet paper with you when you go to the toilet. You want to wipe it with your hands!" The teacher and classmate blushed amidst our laughter. I took toilet paper and left in a hurry.

Another time, a famous naughty kid in the class thought of something for himself and used a bench leg to support his whole body. After a while, we changed to a working posture. When he was fiddling with it in the middle of the class, Teacher Zhao couldn't bear it anymore. He rushed to the classmate and put the bench around his neck and said to him: "I don't want you to sit down properly. Now it's like this." Let's get some stools to sit on you! "It turned out there were no stools to sit on him for half the class."

No matter where you are, the teacher is very humorous. On this day, she had been looking for a student to ask a question, and half of the students had uttered a word. The teacher smiled and said to him: "Is your brain tiled, so this question will not be a single room?" The whole class burst out laughing once.

This is because of our Chinese language teacher, a good teacher who is humorous and interesting! Essay on Me 14

From childhood to adulthood, we will meet many teachers, each of whom has his own characteristics: some are serious, some are kind, some are gentle, some are humorous...? Among them? What I love most is my Chinese teacher.

The Chinese teacher is about forty years old, with a medium height, a thin build, black hair, and a long face. He often has a friendly smile on his face

The Chinese teacher is very serious about his work. He spends a long time grading an assignment every time. If something happens, he will have to revise the test paper for a day or two. I remember one time when I was writing "Nanxiangzi" silently at home, the question mark in "How many things have happened through the ages?" was written as a comma. I carefully checked the homework and didn't find it out. I didn't know this until the teacher corrected it the next day. Mistake, this mistake is imprinted in my mind and I have never made it again.

The Chinese teacher is still a serious teacher. In order to let us develop a good habit, he will not let us desert during class. Once again, I was moved to the side of the podium because the teacher was behind me, facing the back. I thought the teacher couldn't see it, but he saw it with his "fiery eyes".

After class, I called him to his office. He touched my head and said, today is a lesson for you. I hope you will not desertion next time.

Although the teacher is serious sometimes, he is also very gentle. Once in class, my head suddenly hurt and my face turned as red as an apple. The teacher saw it. He hurriedly walked towards me, touched my head and said, "You have a fever, I'll call your mother." At this time, my heart was deeply moved by his love, he was so kind and amiable.

In my eyes, a teacher is more than just a teacher. Like my relatives. At this time, I most like to say to my teacher: "Teacher, thank you for your hard work!" Essay on me 15

She has beautiful features, and her eyebrows are curved like a crescent moon. A pair of watery eyes are set on the face like two sapphires. The most eye-catching thing is the thick black shawl hair, hanging in the air like a black waterfall. She is a bit stupid, but there is some honesty and optimism in her stupidity.

She is a bit stupid in life, but a bit smart in writing. She doesn't complain about her "stupidity" because she likes the innocence contained in stupidity. She likes to imagine. However, her writing style is not fantasy, and she rarely even writes. She likes to find her inspiration in calm and breezy places. The reason why she likes writing is because she feels that words are the only thing that can express her soul, and because of this, she likes writing more and more.

She likes to "stand tall" in the breeze. Because he felt that the breeze could give him calmness and allow her to think calmly. She also likes to walk slowly in the rain holding an umbrella. Because she thinks rain is clean and beautiful. And she sometimes finds inspiration in the rain.

She likes roses, no matter what color they are. The flower language of the rose is hope, happiness, glory, elegance, nobility, courage, respect, nobility, purity, innocence, individuality, creativity and preciousness. Although she does not fully understand the flower language of roses, she still simply likes roses.

She likes blue, maybe because she likes the freedom that blue brings to her. Some people say that if you like the color blue, you are probably more likely to get sad. But blue also represents calm, stability, harmony, relaxation, and gentleness. Therefore, blue often becomes the favorite color of young fresh people. However, she simply likes blue.

This girl who simply likes roses and blue, but is also a bit stupid, with a hint of honesty and optimism

I am Li Chuyin.