Pupils write compositions about themselves.

1. Pupils write their own compositions (introduce their own compositions) I am a very ordinary girl, but it is because I am so ordinary that I feel that I am not ordinary.

Let me introduce myself first. Name: (. )

Very easy to remember. One parent's surname, age 12. Hobbies: Speaking of hobbies, I can count too much, reading books and listening to music.

I like them all.

Advantages: countless. As for the shortcomings, I won't say it. I am a face-saving person.

Let me talk about my own feelings about myself first: not as smart, cute, stupid and clumsy as other girls. Soon after I came to my new school, there were a lot of annoying things that made me dizzy. The most troublesome thing is to take care of yourself.

The literal interpretation of the word "self-care" is: take care of your own life. I'm just annoyed by it. I have been spoiled since I was a child. Washing clothes is my number one problem.

I finally know how to wash it, but the speed is really slow. Some clothes have been washed for me for half an hour. .

Half an hour.

Sweat). It was 10 minutes before class. I was in a hurry to get ready to close the team, "squeezed" out of the water and ran with the washbasin in my arms.

Busy with clothes hanging on a hanger, a fork (that is, something that forks a hanger).

I still don't know its name. It's raining overhead, so squeeze some water out first.

"Hua!" Oh, my God, soapy water! The clothes are not clean! Well, forget it, hang up first (I often comfort myself like this). You can't do anything well if you are in a hurry.

It's time for class, and I'm in a rash. The only solution is to throw it into the box first. Two hours later, when I looked at it for the second time, the clothes were dirty and the box was wet. Hum, wait and concentrate on washing! Well, I was born to be such an absent-minded person.

Well, what do you think of me after listening to my introduction? Isn't it a little cute? My dear teacher Song's comment: You are a lovely girl! The whole article is full of vigor, vitality, fluent language and relaxed humor, which conforms to the characteristics of girls of this age. ) Now I feel: To be honest, this is an unforgettable composition experience. Remember one day, probably when I was a freshman? She told me that after reading my article, she thought I was the best student in the class. The implication is that I don't expect others to have good articles.

I'm not sure, is the general level of my classmates not good at that time, or is my writing too brilliant? I still can't be too proud, hee hee. Maybe I'm new here and everyone hasn't finished typing yet. Anyway, that's when she began to like a student like me. This is a very happy time for me. I also like her very much, so much so that I am jealous of any student she says she likes, hehe.

Now, I miss her very much, but I dare not call her or anything. I always feel that I am not good at it now, which is too bad. I am worried that she will be disappointed in me. Oh, I really do. I really like her.

Think about it, a 12-year-old child was praised by the whole class for his first practice in the new school, and his composition was shown to everyone on the spot. What an honor it is, it's simply not glorious, hehe. I was encouraged for the first time in my junior high school career, and I can't forget the great happiness.

Teachers don't praise the compositions in primary schools very much, because they are all the same. That primary school teacher likes to teach us to imitate writing, which means copying together. It is rare for me to be praised. In short, I didn't know how much I wanted to be praised and praised until I was affirmed for the first time. I know. I'm glad those dazzling lights, and I like the feeling of being watched by everyone. In other words, it is the first time that I have been so thoroughly affirmed. I finally know that I can, at least here, play a role, hehe.

Don't doubt that at that time, I was not as complete as I thought, but it was almost the same. It seems that I am very precocious. I said I mind, hehe, her affirmation of me strengthened my idea of changing myself and getting rid of the state of primary school. It turned out that I did it. Of course, this is another story.

I can like Mr. Song all my life. I like the face with bright eyes, a pointed nose, two thick eyebrows and a glib mouth. I'm Zhang Qin, a lively girl. I am 13 years old. Singing, reading and playing badminton are my favorites. My life is rich and colorful. Usually. When I have nothing to do, I like to travel in the sea of books to meet my spiritual needs, because books are the food of human spirit. I like playing badminton in sports because it can make me feel happy. I am cheerful and lively. I like making friends, so I have many good friends in my life. They all like to play with me and exercise with them, because it can strengthen our physique. Let the friendship deepen. My personality is rich and changeable. When I am angry, if someone tells a joke next to me, my anger will disappear completely. If I encounter unhappy things, I will cry and vent all my inner unhappiness. After crying, I will be much happier. Unlike some people, they pretend to be happy when they are unhappy, but their hearts are not a taste. This is me. I like skating, not to mention being lively.

I am most proud of my bravery. I started skating when I was five years old.

At that time, my father bought me the first pair of roller skates. Although it only has 45 yuan, it is so beautiful that I can't put it down. I quickly put it on and tried to slip away.

It's a pity that a dog fell down and ate shit, and two front teeth hurt. But I still keep practicing. Under the guidance of my father, I slowly held the square stool while pushing and sliding, and then I stood up and continued to practice.

You can put your last hand on the square stool and slip away. After hard work, I finally learned to skate.

At this time, my heart is very happy. I play happily in my cement yard and the cement road in the village every day, and the speed is getting faster and faster. I can not only move forward, but also retreat; You can not only lean up with one foot, but also lean sideways.

2. Ask for a short essay about self-knowledge within 200 words. Ask god for help. I am well-behaved, modest and prudent, hard-working, with strong communication skills, innovative thinking and teamwork spirit. I also have the enthusiasm and generosity of northerners. I have strong learning ability, thirst for knowledge, love reading, strong self-confidence, cheerful personality, love to laugh, be gentle with others, don't lose my temper often, and have certain endurance. I will keep a good relationship with people I know. I am the kind of person who respects me one foot and others one foot. I will be doubly kind to those who are kind to me. I have a wide range of interests. When chatting with different people, you will have nothing to say. I like making friends and meeting all kinds of strangers, not making friends with them, but observing strangers. But I lack good patience and self-control.

Write a composition for primary school | 2014-04-2811:35 I am tall, with a round face and round eyes under thick eyebrows. Show irregular teeth when smiling, full of love for life. This is me-Xiangfan No.1 Experimental Primary School.

Do you know the origin of my name? Let me tell you something. Lu is my family name. My father said, "During the Three Kingdoms period, there was a general named Zhang Yuan."

Dad took two words, Wen and Liao, so he called them Lu. I like sports very much. I like running and playing football best. Every Sunday, a child plays football.

I participated in the autumn sports meeting held by our school every time, and won the men's 100 meter championship three times in a row, which won many honors for my class. I especially like reading books. I asked my mother to buy me many books, including One Hundred Thousand Why, Children's Encyclopedia and so on.

I like reading excellent composition books best, because it can improve my writing ability. Look, this is me.

Welcome everyone to make friends with me. Go back to the catalogue and introduce myself | 2014-04-2811:36 My favorite color is blue.

People say that people who like blue are lively, straightforward and flexible. Having said that, I can't help thinking about my own personality. I am really a person with personality, courage and dare to speak.

Once, my mother took me to her classmate's house to play. As soon as I arrived at my aunt's house, I saw a little sister hiding in her aunt's house, as if she was afraid of life.

When I saw this scene, I knew I could show my ability to make friends as follows. I sat next to my little sister and held out my hand and said, "E684E8a2ade799Be5Bae6E79Fa5E9819331313838". Let's make friends! "She also held out her hand and shook my hand.

After chatting for a while, my little sister and I became good friends who talked about everything. Because of my eloquence and popularity, I always have my share in class.

I want to be a lawyer when I grow up. Isn't it the basis for me to practice eloquence when I grow up? I have many hobbies. But what I like best is reading books.

I like reading. It can not only teach me a lot of knowledge, but also make me feel happy and become cheerful and lively. One day, I was very unhappy at school and went home to make things difficult.

I had a big fight with my parents because I was in a bad mood. At this time, my mood fell to the lowest point. I hid in my room and accidentally opened a joke book that made you laugh. In the book, I never get tired of reading jokes.

Soon, I was amused by this book. My mood seems much better. I am really ashamed to recall what I did to my parents just now! This is me, an ordinary little boy.

The sixth grade of Xinxing School: the fourth floor. Go back to the catalog to introduce his pupils' compositions | 2014-281:36. My name is Ning *. I am 9 years old. I have my parents and a brother. I am the representative of Chinese class in my class. Because I am cute, I am very popular.

You know me! # 5th floor, go back to the table of contents and introduce your pupils' compositions | 2014-04-2811:36 Hi! My name is Li Jiaqi. Hi! My name is Li Jiaqi, and I am eight years old. I have a pair of bright eyes on my round face and a clever mouth under my tall nose.

Why is my mouth sticking up? Mom said that when I was young, I liked to pout when I was angry, so now my mouth is upturned. Hey, hey, don't pout like me when the child is angry! I like to eat mangoes. Once my mother came home from work and bought a lot of mangoes, which made me very happy.

I saw her take a big mango to wash. I think she must have washed it for me. I just sat happily on the sofa waiting to eat my delicious mango.

But she wouldn't give it to me after washing. I watched my mother eat with relish and my mouth watered. I pouted angrily again. My mother saw it and said to me seriously, "Are you angry?" Who pissed you off with ha again? "I said angrily," you are selfish! Just take care of yourself, don't give it to me! " My mother smiled and said to me, "that's why I don't feel selfish." "Why didn't you think of washing mangoes for your mother? Mom comes home from work and wants to see my baby's sensible smiling face, not just a pouting young master! " I still ignored her, and my mother continued, "Where is my good baby who knew how to love her mother?" Grandpa Mao once said that he can have plenty of food and clothing! "I bowed my head in embarrassment after listening to my mother's words, and the atmosphere became tense at the moment.

At this time, my father came back and my mother smiled at me. I nodded and immediately washed a mango for my father. Dad hugged me happily and said, "My baby has grown up. This mango is so sweet! " "Later, I thought about my mother's words. Through this incident, I understand that we should learn to respect our elders and do what we can! I also have the courage to fight and dare to rush.

When I am six years old, I can go back to my hometown by bus. I am strong, too. Once, I was playing with a blade and I wanted to break it. A careless man didn't break it. "My poor little finger grinned and cried badly," but I didn't cry because it was my own fault. Who told me to make trouble? Gradually, I grew up, and now I am in Grade Three.

My mother is very busy at work, so she can't take care of me often, even when I am sick. I was infected with mumps in March this year and needed infusion, but my mother was too busy to accompany me.

Looking at my mother's embarrassed expression, I said confidently, "Nothing, Mom, I'm a man, I can do it myself!" " "Mom smiled with relief. I looked back at my mother's tearful eyes, smiled at her and ran quickly to the hospital. My angel sister who gave me infusion in the hospital has always praised me for being brave, and I am very proud.

This is me. My name is Li Jiaqi. I am a good boy who corrects my mistakes, dares to work hard and loves my parents! Go back to the catalog on the 6th floor to introduce my composition for primary school students | 2014-04-2811:36 My name is Deng, a boy. I 10 years old. I am a fifth-grade student in Tangyacun Central Primary School. I have blond hair and a handful under my bright eyes.

When I first went to school, my mother was very worried that I would go to primary school.

My mother and I have arrived. I wanted to go to primary school. I'm still happy. I have more good friends to play with. As soon as I came in, I saw something that looked like I was playing. I thought this was the amusement park I used to go to. I met a new teacher when I walked into the classroom. I took a seat at random. The teacher told us: My name is Yang. From now on, you should call me Miss Yang. I know from this that when we go to school in the future, just ask me: just call me Miss Yang.

She also told us about the Chinese class in this primary school. After a while, I came out. My mother asked me urgently, "What did the teacher say today? I told my mother to get up at seven. This teacher teaches us Chinese. In other words, she will be our head teacher.

I said to my mother: now we are going to visit the environment of this school. We went to the back of Shaw's building first. We turn left and then turn right. I told my mother that this is the back of Yifu Building. I go straight ahead until I come to the right of Yifu Building. I went to the front again. My mother and I looked around there. Suddenly I saw something about sports, that is, the table tennis table. I can come here to play table tennis after class.

I also like the amusement park in that primary school. At this time, my energy came up, and I immediately rushed up. The first one played on the seesaw. I play there alone. I sat on the left and got down. At that time, I was very happy

As soon as I jumped up, I thought, this is my first time in primary school, so happy. I should be happier after that. Because more students play with me, and I can learn new knowledge. Isn't that happier? Now, I think climbing poles is more interesting. I went to play pole climbing again. I chose the best one and climbed up.

But I just climbed to the middle, and I couldn't climb to the top, because the top was too high for my hands to do, so I was afraid I couldn't climb to the top. However, if I have another chance, I will insist on climbing to the top of the mountain, and I will keep rushing up. Then I came down again.

I went to another place like a bridge. I fell down and my first hand hung up. Maybe it was because of lack of strength. This idiom is used to describe giving up halfway. After this incident, I thought of one thing in class: I was writing a composition, but I wanted to continue writing, so I continued writing, but I just couldn't find a suitable place, so I didn't write it below. I guess I only wrote 100 below, when I came up; The teacher severely criticized me, and I knew I was wrong.

I won't do it again. In the future, I can't disconnect my writing. I have to keep writing. I can't break my mind.

Come up and eat. I didn't eat because I was playing below.

I just finished my composition. I can't even think of it myself. I looked around and there was nothing to play with. I'm out of the amusement park again. When I came out, my mother quickly told me that it was getting late.

"I have to hurry home and get ready for school tomorrow." .

5. Pupils write about my own "tomboy" sister.

My family has a tomboy sister. She is still anonymous, tall, with long black hair and bright eyes. I knew it was my sister at first sight, but I called her "brother" because he was a tomboy!

I remember one time, I went to see her CBA game, only to see her lightning bypass a defender, holding the ball high in both hands, struggling to jump up and accurately throwing it into the basket. She plays the ball well, but her handwriting is twisted and tangled like a pile of dead earthworms. She is as bold as a man! This is the first reason why I call her "brother".

The second reason why I call her "brother" is because she can't do any housework. My mother told me that when my sister was boiling water, it boiled and she rushed over. She picked up the kettle without looking for a rag. Unexpectedly, the handle of the kettle is very hot The kettle dropped as soon as she let go. A pot of boiling water fell on her left leg, as red as bloody steamed bread. ...

This is my tomboy sister! A sister who loves sports and does things carelessly.

Note: This is for my sister. You have to modify it. . . . . . )

6. Primary school composition "My Little Bookshelf" In my room, there is a teacher full of knowledge-that is my little bookshelf! This bookcase was made for me by my mother last year. Its structure is a bit complicated. It is dressed in pink and consists of several simple whiteboards. These squares vary in size. Every morning, my small bookcase will be bathed in sunshine and sprinkled with shining golden water, which is especially beautiful. There are four compartments in the stomach of the small bookcase. In the upper right corner is the magazine I subscribed to. In the upper left corner are my textbooks and composition books; In the lower right corner is my notebook and the diary of senior one and senior two; In the lower left corner is my favorite fairy tale book. When I feel tired, I will read the fairy tale book in the lower left corner, chat with the beautiful Snow White, commemorate the lovely daughter of the sea, visit my thumb girl's house ... When I am bored, I will read the magazine book in the upper right corner. The story in the book is very humorous. Every time I read it, it makes me smile from ear to ear. The story in the book is very imaginative. Every time I finish reading a book, I will never forget it. When my writing head gets stuck, I will look for information in the small box in the upper left corner. At this time, generate, the "imaginary spring" in my mind, came out. Day after day, my composition is getting better and better, and I often read it as a model essay in class! Although the bluebird is gone forever, whenever this time, I will turn over the diary in the lower right corner, which still makes me memorable. Oh! My little bookshelf, thank you! With you, my life is more colorful.

7. Pupils write a composition (800 words, write about themselves), which is the "little talented girl" in the class.

School: Grade 5, Dongyu Primary School, Yixing City Author: Liu Zhongyan Instructor: Xu Liqun

A face that blushes when shy, a pair of curved single phoenix eyes that always smile, a red talkative cherry mouth, and two playful pigtails. This is the little reading star in our class-Yu Jiaying. ZqG good student network

Yu Jiaying is known as the "talented woman" in our class. Her composition is read by the teacher as a model essay in class every time. The content is vivid and concrete, the details are vivid, and good words and sentences can be seen everywhere, which people have to admire. And a recent exercise was published in colorful Chinese, which caused a sensation in our quiet campus. ZqG good student network

In fact, her small achievements are inseparable from her usual love of reading and diligent honey collection. ZqG good student network

She and I are neighbors. One Sunday morning, I was free and wanted to invite her to play with me. When I came to her house, my aunt told me that she was in the study. I gently pushed open the door and saw her sitting at her desk, reading without blinking, with a honey collection at hand. As soon as she saw the good words and sentences, she quickly wrote them down in her notebook. Suddenly, I heard her giggle alone. She seemed amused by the plot in the book, but she didn't notice my arrival at all. I was embarrassed to disturb her, so I admired her bookcase myself. It is really like a mountain of books: Chinese and foreign classics, knowledge, literature … it is really varied and dazzling. After a long time, her mother asked us to have dinner, but she didn't seem to hear her and was still absorbed in reading. Her mother called and called, but she refused to go. After another hour, I heard Yu Jiaying's stomach singing "Empty City Plan". She just stood up, suddenly found me and apologized to me. Let's come out and have a look. It's already one o'clock in the afternoon! ZqG good student network

"You can skip meals, sleep and read for a day!" This is her pet phrase. To tell the truth, I am a little jealous of her, but I will turn jealousy into motivation, look up to her, and make up my mind to read more books, collect more honey, observe more and practice more calligraphy. I believe that one day my composition will be published in the composition newspaper like her. ZqG good student network

[Comment]: The author of this exercise can creatively draw materials from the opposite direction. The less enthusiastic he is about entertaining his friends and eating on time, the more he can set off the hero's love for reading, thus revealing the secret of his good friend's success. Success is hard-won, and the author knows that it is not easy.

8. Primary school composition (not limited to words) If the big tree can talk, I am a small tree in this big forest, the smallest and shortest one, and even the reeds next to me are taller than me. The sky above me is blocked by big trees, so I can't see anything. I always say to myself: What color is the sky? What is outside the forest? With these questions, I strive to grow. When I grow up, I'm sure I can see the outside world. Reed watched me grow up tirelessly every day and inexplicably asked, "Little tree, little tree, what are you doing so hard every day?" What's wrong with being short? You see how comfortable I am, dancing with the wind, lying on the ground in circles, which is as tired as you? "I replied," if I were so comfortable, I wouldn't go to see the outside world. "Now I am taller than a reed. Every day, I can see a few sparse reeds, and there are furry little white flowers among the trees, which are very beautiful. However, I have no intention to appreciate those little white flowers, and I will continue to grow. I believe the outside world will be better. Today, I finally got rid of them. I can get the sky. The sky is so beautiful and vast that it seems to be all-encompassing. There are only a few flawless white clouds in the sky, as if waving to me to go to their country. I remind myself: I can't accept the temptation of white clouds and can't satisfy the status quo. Keep working hard and I can see the outside world! I don't know how long it took. I have grown into the tallest tree in this forest, but I am still not satisfied. I can see where the sky meets the forest, but I still can't see the outside world. I work hard every day, try to grow taller and try to see the outside world. I made it! I saw a river outside the forest, and there was a Yuan Ye outside the river. There was a village in the wild and there were mountains outside the village. What mountain is it outside? I seem to know, so I keep trying to grow. I said the words "I want to know, I will work hard". I am very tall and have seen many beautiful scenery in the outside world.

9. How to write My Dream for primary school students? Everyone has his own sky and dreams. Dreams are the source of strength, the cradle of wisdom, the banner of charge and the sword of cutting thorns. In the tide of social development, ideals have been given a deeper meaning. Ideal is interest, and ideal is the embodiment of courage, courage and wisdom. As the saying goes, "ideal is the beacon of life navigation", I will lose my way in life and my eyes will be confused. Because of this, I also have a dream, and I have been carefully guarding it. This dream originated from a praise from my head teacher, Mr. Zhao, when I was in the fourth grade of primary school. The scene at that time seemed to be in front of me, vividly: I clearly remember that it was a Friday afternoon, and Teacher Zhao arranged an exercise. I made full use of my weekend. I carefully wrote down my masterpiece word for word and revised it repeatedly. When handing in the homework, the team leader handed it to Mr. Zhao. After the composition of the whole class was reviewed, Teacher Zhao praised the composition I wrote in class. At that time, I was elated: the teacher praised my composition! I was so happy that I couldn't keep my mouth shut. At the same time, my ideal is like a seed, which has sprouted green after falling into the soil-I want to be a writer. In reading and studying book after book, my knowledge has accumulated bit by bit, and my understanding of writers has become more sacred and solemn-their existence has injected new life into boring words and made them flow on paper. Become a pleasant note, intoxicating ... the writer is the soul of the world! They gave people spiritual baptism! Although it is not easy to be a writer, I am willing to make every effort for it! So I will read books every day, write my own thoughts, extract many good words, sentences and paragraphs, and record the little things around me. With the growth of my age, I can let the words give my thoughts at will and bloom the most beautiful flowers in my pen. I must work hard, forge ahead for my ideals, be brave in difficulties and challenges, and get up from where I fell! I will use my spare time to read the famous works of famous writers, absorb the essence of world articles, make them my knowledge, and use them more appropriately in combination with my own writing style. I will also remember more valuable aphorisms, famous sayings and poems, which are all useful knowledge. I will study hard and use various themes and rhetorical devices flexibly to make my composition more perfect, so that I can have more writing knowledge and charge the peak of world literature! Although it takes a lot of efforts and hardships for this ideal, I have no regrets, for the ideal; Although this ideal is difficult to realize, I persevere for it; Although my ideal seems far away, I believe that through my efforts, this ideal will definitely become a reality in the near future! When I was young, I had a dream buried in my heart. I have read many famous literary works, such as the representative works of Mr. Lao She, Mr. Ba Jin, Grandma Bing Xin and Mr. Xu Zhimo. The wonderful writing of these writers deeply shocked my soul. This is my motivation to become a writer. In order to realize this dream, I should start working hard from junior high school. I am no longer limited to reading articles by domestic writers, but also reading foreign classics. The works of Dumas, Tolstoy and other great writers. This enriches the styles and skills of writers at home and abroad. I also write and contribute from time to time. I have written the longest composition [Travel Notes in the North] with more than 8,000 words! I gave this "work" five stars on the campus network! This makes me more confident and strive to be a great writer. If I become a writer, I will go to Beijing in 2008 to write about the sportsmanship of Olympic athletes and the strength of China with my pen. If I become a writer, I will see the magical Jiuzhaigou and Daqing oil fields and write down the beauty and richness of the motherland. I will travel around. I will go to France to write about the magnificent Eiffel Tower. I will go to America to write about the beauty of the Statue of Liberty. I will go to Rome to write about the horror of the Colosseum. I will go to Egypt to write about the mystery of the pyramids. I will go to Greece to write about the scenery of the Aegean Sea. I will go to Japan to write about the magic of Mount Fuji. I'll keep all the customs of the world in my mind. I will use my hands to describe the splendid cultures around the world. Blueprint for peace. Dreams are like a bird. You mustn't tie it in a cage. Let it spread its wings and fly freely in the blue sky. Let the dream take off in the blue sky! In order to realize my dream, I must write the world culture, Olympic spirit, national heroes and brilliant tomorrow with my pen.