Can you write more articles about people and things? My composition is not good. You can read more and accumulate some good words and sentences.

1. With long black hair, light eyebrows and big eyes, everyone loves her. She is the monitor of our class, Zhou. But this beautiful girl has become a thorn in the side of most boys in our school. You don't know what's going on. Okay, I'll tell you now.

At noon on a Wednesday, I came to school early and fell asleep at my desk. I don't know when I was awakened by the sound of knocking on the table. It turned out that the monitor was standing in front of me with a pointer, and I was too scared to go out. She smirked and said to me, "Haha, you slept soundly! What is there to talk about with Duke Zhou? " "Yes, Duke Zhou asked me to tell you that a beautiful girl will become ugly if she is too fierce." I said I was not convinced. All the boys around me laughed at my words. "You don't study hard, and you are loquacious. Be careful that I cut off your tongue so that you can't chat with Duke Zhou. " The monitor raised his pointer and stared around, scaring me into saying more. The classroom was quiet at once. Look, look, our monitor is really hot! Not as good as ordinary people.

In this way, we boys have been living a miserable life under her rule. In private, we boys all say, "Hard luck! When is this day the end! " In order not to shorten my life, I get better in front of her and try not to see her at ordinary times. The teacher said that under the control of the monitor, the class atmosphere is getting better and better.

Is our monitor hot? Although she is scary, she also has a gentle side. Once a classmate's chair was broken and he had to stand in class, so he brought him a nail to fix it. If a classmate is in poor health and absent from class, she will take the initiative to help with tutoring. I gradually feel that our monitor is actually her hot and lovely monitor!

From the beginning of this semester, I gradually realized that we can't lose so many "bad" boys, because without them, there would be less laughter in the class.

Some of them are athletes, some are experts in unique skills, some are story kings, and some are people with strong learning ability. They are always changeable, unfathomable and very cute! Most importantly, they are "good people" in our hearts. What does this good man mean? Have you thought about it?

Look, there you are! The tall boy with hair tilted to the right in front is Lu Rowing (Lu Rowing is almost "famous for raising a school"). The boy with yellowish hair and upturned front is Sun Peng, who is not tall. He is famous, too! Well, the two men "fought" again. Sun Peng pushed hard, and Lu went boating and fell to the ground. Lou couldn't help it. Maybe it's too painful. Finally, he sat there quietly. Sun Peng hurriedly apologized, but it was useless. After a class, the class was over, and the two of them went upstairs to play together. Oh, there is nothing I can do. It's really good to forget the pain! But it is admirable that they are so broad-minded. If it is someone else, it may be bad!

Listen, the class started. The teacher asked a question and everyone was thinking. Cheng Peng raised his hand and said, "No way, my long speech is about to start again." That's great. The students are talking noisily. However, don't watch Cheng Peng's talkativeness. Answering questions is his forte! (But sometimes it's a headache to talk nonsense. )

Physical education class arrived, "running the relay? Yeah! Great! " Cheering is really exciting. Look, how fast he runs, like a frightened rabbit. He runs away. He is Jia Bowen. Look, he doesn't like playing with others after class now, because he quit the "romance circle". (This is recognized by many people) I really don't know why. But he still has many "scandals", which is called "people can't fall".

"oh! Mygod！” Listen, this is the classmate's door screaming. (Almost all girls) Chen Wei is throwing a softball from the big tree on the playground to the basketball stand over there. It's incredible! I don't know where his arm strength came from, such great strength. Don't mess with him again, lest we get angry and throw us in the basket! )

"Wang Leyan come on! Come on! " This is the sound of students cheering for Wang Leyan who ran 800 meters in the sports meeting. It's amazing to see that Wang ran in general, getting closer and closer to the finish line, and finally ran the first place. His leg was still broken at that time.

These are lovely "bad" boys in our class, enough! Maybe you will think that I am "selling melons-bragging". Don't worry, they are always the best, the most perfect and the most loyal! None of us can live without their optimistic, lovely and "bad" boys! You will always be the first in our hearts!

2. Naughty cousin

Speaking of which, my naughty cousin has a round face and a pair of funny and lovely little eyes under his slender eyebrows. When he was thinking, his black eyes rolled in his eyes. Under his straight nose, there is a cherry mouth. Although his mouth is small, he talks a lot. Born with a smiling face, but don't underestimate his youth. In fact, he is a child.

No, one day, when I was playing computer, he suddenly burst in and said that lunch was ready and asked me to eat. Because he was fooled by me all day, I thought for a moment, and because of Fang Xuhui's lesson, I said, you go first and I'll come later. Sure enough, I guessed right. He couldn't fool me, so he began to make trouble without reason. I want to play computer. I ignored him, so his little face suddenly became like a bolt from the blue, because I was most afraid of him crying, so I had to declare surrender. He was afraid of me, and some little people laughed like success. I'm watching. This is called envy, jealousy and hate.

He has been very naughty in his studies. Once, when he came back from cram school, he was arrested by his grandfather and said sternly; What did you learn this afternoon? Take out your homework and let me have a look. Unexpectedly, he has been worried about his homework. Today, he took out his homework without saying a word and said with confidence. Look, who's afraid of who. His grandfather opened his exercise books and saw that each one had a bright red tick. He was ecstatic and said; Yes, son, you did a good job today. '

Before his grandfather finished, he said confidently; Hehe, these are copied from my deskmate. Seeing grandpa's convincing, he said more and more proudly, you don't believe me, really, I really don't lie to you. These are really copied from my deskmate. Ask him if you don't believe me. It seems that this is a very glorious thing for him. Look at his grandfather again, his face is full of helplessness.

However, although he is naughty all day, he actually loves dancing, especially street dance. Although he doesn't go to any cram school, he will follow TV to school whenever he has the opportunity. Although he learns like a parrot, he is also very devoted. When I look at him, I often sigh, if only I had this heart in my study.

Well, you know him now, yes, this is my naughty cousin-a cousin who makes me laugh and cry. He is naughty but cute, often playing pranks, crying and unreasonable. Because of him, my life has become interesting and colorful. It is because of these characteristics that I like him more and more. Do you like him?

Although grandma and I can't get along day and night, we can only meet once a year during the Spring Festival. However, she impressed me the most. Every time I think of her, my heart is warm and I can't help laughing.

My grandmother can't read, and her height is less than 1.5 meters. Because of working in the sun for a long time, her skin is tanned and her hands are covered with calluses. However, she has a very kind face, a bodhisattva-like heart and a spirit of struggle. You can give everything to your children and grandchildren.

Let's take last year when we went back to our hometown for the Spring Festival: we were only ten miles away from home, and we saw a thin figure standing on a distant hill, staring straight at the direction of our home. My father is short-sighted, so maybe mother and son are connected. Father said at a distance, "grandma is coming to pick us up!" " "I smiled disapprovingly at him." Can you see grandma so far away? "When we approached, it was grandma. She greeted me with a smile. She held me in her arms, stroked my face and said, "Peng Er is back. "Grandma's calloused hand stung my face, and I struggled to break free. Grandma looked at me in surprise, but soon recovered her composure.

When I go back to my hometown every New Year, I see my grandmother is always the first to go to work every day, but she is always the last to eat. She always said, "It's rare for you to come back and have a rest!" She is very distressed by me, and will work hard to cut camels and snails for me, take us to temple fairs and buy local products. Every day, she always tries her best to cook good food for us, which makes us have a good time.

On New Year's Eve, there were many people at home, so I had to sleep with my grandmother. In the middle of the night, I feel my face wet. Open your eyes, it turned out that grandma was kissing me. I asked doubtfully, "Grandma, why did you kiss me?" Grandma said shyly, "What? It's nothing. I just want to see more of you. Go to sleep. " However, happy times always pass quickly. In a blink of an eye, we will say goodbye to grandma. When leaving, grandma walked us through one mountain after another until ten kilometers later. We got on the bus. At this time, I rushed down to hold grandma's calloused hand and felt particularly warm.

The car drove away, looking at grandma's thin figure still standing still, my eyes were wet, and I thought: this is my favorite person! My grandmother, an ordinary 70-year-old man.

Bathed in the sunshine of love

There is one thing that can soften the heart of stone; There is one thing that can make a gloomy life full of hope; One thing has the power to bring back the dead. This is love. Love makes the world beautiful and decorates life.

When I was a child, love was a lollipop, a new dress and a sweet kiss from my mother. Now I always feel that love is like a vague shadow, and I can't find a clue. Love seems to be behind this shadow, but it refuses to show its true colors. I always try to find it, but it is like playing hide-and-seek with me, sometimes drifting and sometimes disappearing. It was not until I gave up my pursuit and calmed down slowly that I was surprised to find that love was by my side and always accompanied me.

I saw dad's back, bent back. It is this back that bears my childhood dream. Every day when I go to school and after school, I spend it on this back bend. Dad tells me jokes, stories about great scientists, stories about great men … I lean on my broad back and don't have to worry about the wind and rain, because dad has blocked everything for me. Now, I no longer lean behind my father, but take on the "work" of rubbing his back. I take this as a reward. But every time I face my father's crooked back, I can't help crying.

I see mom's lips, warm lips. Mom is not good at words, but I am always willing to talk to her. She always listens silently and then tells me, "Do what you want! I believe you can do better! " Whenever I take part in various competitions, she always likes to bend down and gently kiss my face before I leave. Yes, I'm used to it, too That's enough, isn't it?

I saw the teacher's eyes, deep eyes. It is these eyes that comfort me when I am discouraged; Give me encouragement when I make achievements; Give me strength when I am flustered and afraid; When I make a mistake and get lost, give me a warning ... it is these eyes that have been paying attention to me and let me never give up and go forward!

I finally understand what love is. Love is gratitude, hope and protection from any harm. And that vague shadow is my father's back, my mother's lips, my teacher's eyes and the care of all those who love me. Originally I have been bathed in the sunshine of love!

Feel maternal love

"The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son." I learned this song Ode to a Wanderer by heart when I was a child, but I never really understood its meaning. In a blink of an eye, I have been in Grade Three. In my eyes, my mother is a woman who has no opinion, does nothing and is vulgar. But one thing woke me up and changed my mind.

I remember it was the middle of winter and the wind was very cold. My classmates laughed at me for wearing sneakers on such a cold day. I was angry, but I fought with him for the sake of so-called face. But because they were outnumbered, they fled. Along the way, I looked at these torn and warm shoes, and I was so wronged that I burst into tears. As soon as I got home, I kicked the door open, threw my schoolbag on the sofa and sat angrily on the sofa. Mother was busy cooking and came out to see me as soon as she heard the sound. She looked at me with a smile, and then at the shoes I kicked into the corner. Her smile froze. I walked into the room without looking back, and the door slammed. Let my mother call me in a trembling voice.

An hour or two has passed for a long time. I calm down. Did my behavior hurt mom's heart? Think about the financial situation at home, the real house loan has not been repaid, and my mother is too frugal to buy clothes. She always said, "As long as you grow up and have a job, the clothes you buy will be brought into full play! How regretful I am to think of this! Watching late at night, I suddenly have an impulse to apologize to my mother. Sitting at the table, looking at the doorknob, I hesitated again, listening to the familiar footsteps outside, wasn't it my mother? I opened the door excitedly, only to find my mother holding a pair of new cotton shoes, shivering. She stammered, "I was going to buy it for you next month, but it doesn't seem to work now." It was cold, so I bought it in advance. Try it on quickly and see if it fits. "My tears can't help sliding down my cheeks anymore." Mom! "I threw myself into my mother's arms and the warmth flowed all over my body.

Motherly love is ubiquitous and selfless. As long as you feel and appreciate with your heart, you will ripple in the ocean of love. Sadness is comfort, depression is hope, weakness is strength, and it is the source of sympathy, compassion, love and tolerance. Let us cherish and thrive under the nourishment of the source!

5.

My teacher

My teacher is a primary school teacher. I met her on the first day of grade four. She is very beautiful, tall and has a small nose. She is particularly beautiful, with ivory skin and big eyes.

My teacher found her aristocratic temperament when she approached the teacher. The teacher introduced himself first. Her surname is Chen. When she writes questions for us on the blackboard, she sometimes writes typos. I don't know if it's the first time to communicate with us or something. I can see that she is serious about the topic. If I have any questions that I can't ask her, she will tell us seriously. Sometimes, if I don't listen carefully in class, the teacher will tell me to stand up. Although I feel sad, I know you are doing it for my own good.

When she was speaking a composition, she taught us to write a composition with those rich words. I feel that she can enrich our knowledge with such rich words. She must be a very happy person. In my eyes, she is a lovely teacher with a happy smile on her face.

The way she speaks is also very special. Her hand is always gesticulating on her chest, as if leading us to the other side of knowledge. She looks so cute. In this way, she became the most lovely person in my heart.

Teacher Chen, you are a good teacher worthy of respect in my heart.

6.

My mother wrote 600 words.

1 of "pa", dad killed the mosquito. When my mother saw the horrible corpse of the mosquito, her nose turned sour and two lines of "waterfalls" went down the river, saying to herself like chanting, "Poor mosquito! In fact, they are also trying to survive! " Hearing this, my father sprayed out the tea he had just swallowed and burst into laughter. Mother couldn't help thinking: If my husband hadn't killed the mosquito at that time, maybe my heart would have softened long ago, and the mosquito would have let go of his stomach and sucked enough.

My mother not only loves the four evils, but also loves me very much. I remember that time when I came home from school, I heard my mother say that she would make me a hamburger. I am very happy to hear that. After a while, my homework was finished. I ran to the kitchen and shouted, "homework finished, sign it!" " ""Oh dear! " Mother's crying came from the kitchen, and immediately deep red blood flowed from her fingers. Oh! It turned out that my shouting scared my mother, and the sharp blade cut her slender little hand. I saw that my mother immediately washed the wound with clear water and then took out the band-aid to dress it. A band-aid can't cover the wound. "Mom scratched such a big hole, it must be very painful. Hey, I can't eat delicious food this time. "I'm hiding in the house, at a loss. After a while, I heard my mother shout, "dinner!" " "I'm surprised. I walked out with my head down and saw some delicious hot hamburgers on the table. I took a bite happily, but I didn't taste the hamburger. My heart is like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, which is very uncomfortable. The hamburger in my hand became heavy and tears welled up in my eyes. Mom is so great and lovely! She works day and night for me, arranges my daily life and never complains. She works for me in obscurity, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, regardless of wind and rain, and never stops. Always willing to give everything for her. I looked up at my mother's face and suddenly found that wrinkles had climbed up her broad and beautiful forehead. At this point, my throat has choked and I can't speak.

Tell yourself silently in your heart: you must study hard and repay your mother's parenting with excellent results.

My mother will always be my role model; Always shining stars; Will always be an immortal "monument".

Write something:

Haha, I want to laugh when I think about it.

One day, my mother gave me three yuan to buy a bag of candy. I was ecstatic to go home with sugar. Just as I put one foot in, I tripped over the steps of the gate. Sugar also flew out, and "wow" sugar was scattered all over the floor. Sugar, you died miserably!

Mom will be angry when she knows. I remember when my mother was washing rice ... oh, I ran to the kitchen, quietly picked up the rice washing plate, and filled a plate of water with white sugar scattered on the ground. It took five minutes to get it out, but the white sugar was gone. At this time, the water is very sweet. I took a sip and the sugar was gone. sound of crying or vomiting ...

Mother heard the crying and ran out at once. Mother asked, "didn't I ask you to buy sugar?" Why not buy it? "I told my mother what happened. Mother said: "sugar will dissolve when it meets water, so it can't be seen." "

My mother gave me another three yuan, so I took the sugar home. Sing a beautiful song happily-Beethoven's sadness;

Melody, accompanied by stories.

Uncover you, extraordinary biography.

At night, angels come before dawn.

Awakening, a fate full of miracles.

On the Rhine,

Beethoven was wandering,

Humorous night, tears stay in Bonn.

Vienna, open the window, the scenery is so euphemistic.

Black and white keys, write a magnificent movement.

The fun of childhood is like a star.

I love childhood!

Write a scene:

The sky is light and the clouds are light, the autumn is crisp, and the rustling autumn wind is still warm. I walk alone in laziness.

Look up at the sky, squinting at the sky. I messed up the white clouds and caught a glimpse of the deep sky-it is said that migratory birds fly south in autumn, but I can't find a trace in the empty sky in the south.

Hugo said: "What is broader than the ocean is the sky, and what is broader than the sky is the mind."

Others said, "If the sky is big enough, why is it empty?"

Then let me fill in the blanks in the sky! Let my blood melt in loneliness, taste eternal loneliness, and walk alone with my thoughts.

A bird's eye view from the air, at first glance, is colorful. Looking at it again, I realized for the first time that it was a fusion of golden yellow and light green, such as the light refracted by fish scales. Mature and semi-mature are constantly circulating and alternating in monotonous rice fields, and I am dumbfounded, as if there is a kind of life flowing.

What makes it so happy?

Aha, I see, it's the wind!

A stone thrown into calm water has aroused thousands of ripples, both the majestic posture of a golden rooster and the momentum of dominoes.

The wind is invisible. The road is irregular, and those who are "proud" are "complacent"; Conscious people are doomed to be lonely, and invisible people are doomed to be easily ignored. And I am determined to run in the wind to understand the invisible charm.

Keep moving.

Finally arrived at the stream, which was clear; But you can only use "not bad".

In recent years, the pollution of streams has become more and more serious. Now the reservoir is releasing water, the water potential is slightly stronger and the sediment is turbid. What's more, this water flow is special, "one clear and one turbid". Therefore, for this situation, my heart is dull when I understand it.

The so-called "one clear and one turbid" means that two very clear and turbid streams finally converge because of the difference in origin and waterway.

The creation is amazing!

So I can't see Liu Zongyuan's gesture of "all fish swim in the air".

Although I can't see the fish floating in the air, I feel that it is a fish swimming freely wrapped in the wind.

The wind is an invisible long stream.

And I'm surging in the raging torrent.