Selected essays on an ordinary thing

Since the beginning of learning Chinese, composition has been with us. Writing can help people maintain inner peace, and writing a good composition is inseparable from "practice" in addition to a lot of reading. Don’t you sometimes find it very difficult to write essays? Please stay for a moment, we recommend a piece of writing about ordinary things to you, hoping to provide you with more reference. An ordinary worry essay 1

I am a happy child, but this does not mean that I do not have troubles. Recently, I have an trouble that always hangs on my mind, making me think about it from time to time. I don’t think about food or tea, I don’t want to get up.

To say when this annoying thing started, I have to forget that I said the word "recently". In fact, this incident happened when I started to study in the fourth grade of elementary school, but it didn't bother me that much at that time. At best, it was just a thought hanging there. When the wind blew, I would think of it. But recently, this matter is like a typhoon, rippling in my mind, making my life difficult.

After talking for a long time, what is the annoying thing? To be honest, I have an unrealistic dream, I want to be a writer. Maybe people will laugh when I say it, maybe not, but most of them will definitely ask me, "What's so annoying about this?" It's annoying, how can I not be upset about it? In my mind, writers are an honor that only dead people can enjoy. How could I yearn for it at a young age? Maybe I love reading too much, or maybe I read too few books. For me, being a writer means being prepared to have a good life after death!

The reason why this matter has upset me so much recently is that I accidentally disclosed this idea to my parents. They are all very pragmatic working elites and cannot accept the situation at home for a while. I have met a person who wants to be a writer. It has been many days since I sighed when I saw him. This is not to blame them, they also like literature, and even had such a dream when they were young, but they know deeply that if there is a person in the family who wants to be a writer, it is undoubtedly a time bomb. You know when it will explode.

You think, can I not worry about this? It would be okay if I didn't have this dream, then I could read and write quietly and live naturally. But I already have this dream, I have to be brave enough to chase it! Once I get chased, my parents will have to start chasing me too, right? You think, can I not be worried? An Ordinary Matter Composition Part 2

Various things happen to everyone every day, and I also have a very annoying thing! Do you want to know?

One day I was doing homework in the classroom, and my mother happened to come to pick me up. She saw that two people had not brought home their homework, one was Zhao Yongjia’s and the other was Weng Xin’s. The classmates who hadn't left yet laughed at them, it was over. If you don’t take your classwork home, you won’t be able to do it, and your teacher will tell you. When my mother saw us laughing at our classmates, she said angrily: Don't laugh at your classmates like this. Please put your homework in the guard room so that it will be more convenient for others to pick it up. But we didn't want to help them, so we didn't let them go. My mother was very disappointed when she saw that we didn't put in our homework, so she took my brother and me away.

When we arrived at the school gate, we saw Weng Xin, one of the people who didn’t bring his homework. My mother asked me to tell Weng Xin that she didn’t bring her homework back. Otherwise, if she left and returned home, she would find that the notebook was missing, and it would be much trouble to get it again. But I usually don't talk much, and now I'm a little scared to talk to her. While I was hesitating, she had already walked away. Because I didn't tell her that her homework book didn't contain my instructions, so my mother gave me a lesson. I'm very troubled, why do I don't like to talk when someone is around? I hope this bad habit of mine will be solved soon.

Essay on an Anxious Thing Part 3

There must be an annoyance in everyone’s heart? I am no exception, my annoying thing is: rotating diary every week!

Whatever you say, look, it’s my turn to write a diary again today! I sat at my desk and thought hard for a long time, but I still didn't know what to write.

Suddenly, a book "Excellent Compositions for Primary School Students" flashed in front of my eyes. To me, it was like a twinkling star in the dark night. So I flipped through it again and again but still couldn't find a suitable topic. , so distressed!

Lunch time is here. As soon as I came to the dining table, my mother said: Have you finished writing the diary? I'll check it out later. As soon as my mother finished speaking, I lowered my head. You haven't written a word for so long? My mother yelled loudly. At this time, my head bowed even lower. My mother said loudly: If you haven't finished writing by the end of the night, don't eat tonight! I hurried back to my room and sat at my desk, thinking about it, but I still didn’t know what to write. Suddenly, I raised my head and said happily: Yes, you can just write down what happened today. After saying that, I picked up the pen and started writing quickly. After I finished, I handed the composition copy to my mother. My mother said with a smile on her face: "I finished it so quickly, it's great!" When I heard the word awesome, it was like a budding flower blooming in my heart.

Today’s troubles were solved with one word. I will never worry about writing diaries or compositions in the future. Because every bit of our lives is actually the material for writing. Essay on An Ordinary Worry Part 4

Everyone has troubles, and I also have many troubles.

On Saturday, after we had breakfast, Wang Licheng came to me to play. We played skipping rope. Jumping around, suddenly, Wang Licheng said to me: If you play with Liu Ziyi, then I will break up with you. Who do you choose? Wang Licheng's words confused me, but Liu Ziyi is also a good friend of mine. It was difficult for me to choose between these two points.

Actually, I know that the relationship between Wang Licheng and Liu Ziyi was not good to begin with. They had a fight before for unknown reasons, and from then on no one paid attention to the other. I don’t know if Wang Licheng took the wrong medicine today, but he said such words, which put me in a dilemma, not knowing what to do. Fortunately, Wang Licheng gave me time to think about it carefully, otherwise I would have no choice.

I calmed down and thought about it for a long time, but I couldn’t bear to let them go. I suddenly wanted to talk to Wang Licheng, let him reconcile with Liu Ziyi, and understand his thoughts. But when Wang Licheng heard what I said, he immediately became anxious with me. Since then, he has stopped paying attention to me, which makes me really sad.

This matter has been bothering me, but I don’t want to say anything to hurt our feelings, so I am really at a loss. Composition on an Ordinary Matter Part 5

Hey! There are troubles everywhere in the world, so why am I not the same? Now let me tell you something annoying. This story begins this Friday.

When school was about to end on Friday, the teacher said that the weekly diary was "A Worrying Thing". When I heard the title, I felt unsure. After school, I came home dejectedly, sat down on the chair, lay on the table and began to think hard. A full hour passed, and I was still at a loss. Alas, what should I do?

Suddenly, my eyes fell on a collection of essays. My eyes glowed because it was my great savior! I hurriedly took the book over, with the last glimmer of hope, and flipped through the pages. However, I was disappointed again and again. I read the entire book, and that glimmer of hope was shattered. What to do?

The clock is ticking, and it does not stop its hurried pace because of my cluelessness. The night was spent in my uneasiness. I got up early the next morning to prepare, and soon it was noon, and my mother called me to eat. While eating, my father asked me if I had finished writing the composition. He would show it to me later. I didn't say anything, just kept eating with my head down, wishing I could bury my head in the rice.

My mother chased after me and said, "It's been three hours and I haven't finished writing yet. What are you doing?" My head hung lower, I hurriedly finished my meal and walked to the bedroom. Mom yelled in the living room: If you can't finish writing in the afternoon, you won't have time to play on the weekend! As soon as I heard her words, my heart felt as if someone had stabbed me hard, and bright red blood flowed downwards. Alas, composition, composition, you are really my difficulty!

There is no other way. I can only sit in front of the desk and hold my chin for a while and think, scratch my head and head for a while, and look at the blank homework book. I am really worried. Suddenly, I had an idea: Wouldn't it be a good composition to write down what happened today? Just do it, I picked up the pen and started writing. After a while, I finished writing it. I ran out of the room and handed it to my mother to read. Mom opened her mouth in surprise: Finished writing so quickly? Of course. The writing is pretty good! My mother looked at me and beamed.

Now that I think about it, writing an essay is actually not difficult. Just write down what you see, hear, and think about. I guess many classmates have the same troubles as me? Essay on an Anxious Thing Part 6

In life, there is an annoying thing that really gives me a headache. This thing is, I was chased by a dog.

This happened on Monday morning. On the way to school, I sang as I walked: The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, the bird is saying morning, morning, morning, why are you carrying your little schoolbag?

Suddenly, I saw a Pekingese dog. Its round eyes were widened, and its funnel-like mouth was covered with saliva, as if it regarded me as its prey. My heart was on edge, and I was so nervous that I started to feel nervous. I am most afraid of dogs, especially dogs that run out without a leash. This Pekingese seemed to think I was weak and could be bullied, so he stuck out his tongue, licked the saliva from his chin, and started to waddle after me. Maybe because I was too nervous, I trotted while walking. But the Pekingese became even more ferocious, running after me and yelling at me two or three times. At this time, the Pekingese was no longer as docile as a sheep, cute and beautiful as I had remembered. It had become ferocious, scary, and violent.

I was already being chased so much that I began to breathe heavily. At this time, my foot accidentally slipped, and my skin was scratched, and bright red blood flowed out. But the Pekingese was still chasing after me. I was so scared that I rushed into the school immediately. As soon as the guard uncle closed the door, my hanging heart was finally relieved. Looking back, the Pekingese dog was still wagging its tail at the school gate unwillingly.

After school, I came out of school and saw the Pekingese again. This time I had experience. I walked past the Pekingese, but it still followed me. Instead, I calmed down and walked slowly instead of running. The Pekingese also followed me slowly. We passed one traffic light after another and finally arrived at the community. As soon as it entered the community, it quickly ran to the tree, where its owner was. It turns out that the Pekingese wanted to follow me to find its owner. It was just a lost dog.

Although it has been a long time since this incident, I am still very upset when I think about it. I hope no more dogs will chase me in the future. An Ordinary Thought Composition Part 7

I remember that day, I asked my father to buy a bird for me, my sister and my brother each.

My little bird is sky blue, with some fluff on the corners of its mouth. It feels comfortable to touch, and its cuteness can be seen in its big eyes.

But on that day, when my brother was playing with birds, he accidentally opened the birdcage and the bird flew out. There is a protective fence on my balcony, but the bird still flew out. My brother yelled: Ah, the second sister’s bird flew away! At that time, I was doing homework in the living room. I heard my brother's cry and immediately ran to the balcony, but it was already too late. I only saw the determined back of the little bird.

I sat down on the sofa with a bang and started crying. My mother heard the sound and came and asked me: What's wrong? Crying so hard? I didn't say anything, but my brother said hurriedly: Mom, I accidentally let my second sister's bird fly.

When my mother heard this, she became anxious and shouted to my brother: How could you let your sister's bird fly? Then give your bird to the second sister!

I haven’t spoken since I’ve been thinking about the little bird standing on my finger and pecking the back of my hand gently and carefully with its beak. But that feeling is no longer there. When I thought of this, I started crying again.

My mother told me, don’t cry, this bird has flown and you can buy another one. I nodded and said: But I still want the original one. Mom said: It's okay, just buy one that looks like the original one. I had no choice but to nod.

That little bird disappeared from my world, but its appearance was engraved in my heart like a knife. An Ordinary Matter Composition 8

Don’t forget a lot of things that happened when I was in the first grade of elementary school, let alone kindergarten, but there is one thing in my kindergarten that I still remember clearly. Thinking of that incident, my heart started to get upset.

When I was in kindergarten, I had two friends, one was Zhang Hairui and the other was Wu Hairui, and my name was Liu Chengrui. So we became good friends when we first entered school. Suddenly one day Zhang Hairui said to me: If you want to play with Wu Hairui, you will never play with me. But if you want to play with me, you won’t play with Wu Hairui. Think about it. Who plays? At that time, I looked at him dumbfounded, and he said: Don't look at me like that, I'll give you one day to think about it yourself. After that, I left. I hurriedly went to find Wu Hairui and explained the situation to him. After I finished speaking, Wu Hairui stayed still. After a while, he finally woke up and said to me: If you want to play with him, I will remember you. If you play with me, then he will definitely remember you, but I want to play with Zhang Hairui again. I want to be with Wu Hairui again. What to do? Usually they are pretty good and have nothing wrong with them. But why did it suddenly become like this again? It's really strange. Why don't I ask Zhang Hairui. Zhang Hairui said: We two have nothing to do, so we don’t want to play anymore. Hey, I still didn’t know what was going on, so I asked about his deskmate again. It turned out that on Sunday, Zhang Hairui went to Wu Hairui’s house to play with his favorite toy, but when Zhang Hairui was playing with Wu Hairui. Wu Hairui accidentally broke Zhang Hairui's toy. Zhang Hairui was so angry that he didn't have time to play with him. After finding out, I went to Wu Hairui and said, "You broke his toy. You can tell me what's right." Yes, how much money do you have? . : He said it was only five yuan. Zhang Hairui’s toys cost ten yuan, but I have three yuan here. There was still two yuan left, so I had to ask my mother for another two yuan at night. The next day, Wu Hairui and I bought Wu Hairui a new toy together. Get kindergarten. We went to find Zhang Hai together. When he saw me, he said: Have you thought about it? No I said. Then why did you come to me? I can make you reconcile. Wu Hairui passed the toy to Zhang Hairui, and Zhang Hai saw it. So happy. So happy. He hugged each other and made up again.

Zhang Hairui and Wu Hairui really blame me if anything happens. An Ordinary Thing Composition Part 9

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, maybe..." I started crying as soon as I got home. My mother asked: "What's wrong?" I cried: "Today, one of my best friends broke up with me! Woohoo -" I continued to cry. My mother was very puzzled and asked: "Why?"

I cried for a while before answering my mother and said:

"Because she lent me a book to read, but I I lost it. I searched all over my school bag, drawers, and at home.

"She said to me with a very serious expression: 'I will not lend you anything again. It’s something, just take care of it! '

"After saying that, she slammed past me, causing me to be laughed at by the classmates around me. Some students even laughed!

"Did she Don't you just think about how I feel? Even my classmates laughed at me, but she was comforted by others. They said, don't worry, there are few books, maybe you can find them.

"I really want to say to her: '342!' Haha, she doesn't know what it means anyway. It actually means 'slap you to death'." At this point, I couldn't help but laugh. stand up.

After hearing this, my mother said to me meaningfully: "If you lose other people's things, you should be responsible for compensation. You must bring happiness to your friends and you must not bring sadness to your friends. Do you understand?" I clicked. nod. My mother said again: "Take the money and go to the bookstore to buy the same book and give it back to your friend. I believe your good friend will forgive you."

I thought of my good friend Cao Zhaodi, she always Comfort me and help me when I encounter difficulties. Tomorrow I will ask her to accompany me to return the books, and then I will say to her: "442." Of course it means "thank you"! An Ordinary Matter Composition Part 10

Recently I have been feeling rather annoyed and annoyed. I have been in a terrible mood recently and am looking sad every day. This is all because I have a new deskmate.

My new deskmate, Xiao Comma, is a well-known naughty troublemaker and bullshit bully in the class. He is a super tormenting Sun Wukong. Every time when get out of class was over, I just wanted to close my eyes and rest for a while, and he kept nagging in my ear, starting from yesterday’s entertainment program, talking about last week’s horror movie, and from the horror movie to last week’s movie. "Joke Collection", the noise made me dizzy and my ears were calloused. But he still kept talking excitedly. Looking at his hoarse voice, drooling, foaming, and excessive energy, he had no intention of stopping at all. It's even more powerful than Tang Monk's nagging magic. I can't wait to plug my ears with earplugs.

The school bell rang. I thought I could attend a class safely. But who would have thought that he would draw the teacher as a snake spirit and pass it to me, take out a small toy from his pocket and give it to me, and take out a candy from nowhere and hand it to me. The class was finally over, but knowledge I was a bit confused when I heard it, and it even caused me to be called on by the teacher many times.

What’s even more annoying is that I didn’t listen to the knowledge points, and I was struggling with my homework. I was racking my brains and finally got an idea. I just wrote two questions, but he was He grabbed it and copied it wildly. Another time, when I was going to the bathroom, he blocked my way with a chair. I told the teacher about his bad behavior. However, he took revenge on me even more severely and secretly changed all the correct answers on my homework into wrong answers. I was so angry that I wanted to beat him up.

Hey, new deskmate, new deskmate, when will you grow up quickly, calm down quickly, and devote yourself to studying with me? This way I don’t have to worry anymore! An Ordinary Matter Essay 11

Life is like a kaleidoscope, there are happy ones, sad ones, lucky ones, and painful ones. Today, I will tell you about one thing in my life. Troubles.

I remember last Monday, when I went home at night, as soon as I entered the community, I saw a little Pekingese dog running around in the community. I walked over pretending to be nonchalant. However, I am still very afraid of it. I saw it was going to run towards me, so I changed from walking to running quickly. When the little Pekingese saw me running, it actually started chasing me and roared a few times. I was so frightened that I screamed and ran like crazy, and the little Pekingese dog kept chasing me. At this moment, the little Pekingese is no longer the docile, cute and beautiful little Pekingese it used to be. But a vicious and cruel Pekingese. At this time, I suddenly threw the thing away, lost my footing, and fell to the ground. When the little Pekingese saw me falling to the ground, he walked away without looking back.

I got up from the ground and dusted myself off, still in shock. I saw my face and my knees. I quickly went home to treat the wound.

After being chased by a Pekingese this time, I became even more afraid of dogs. I was always worried about where the dog would appear. Once, as soon as I opened the door of my unit, a little Pekingese dog rushed out of the elevator. I slammed the door shut and waited until the dog was taken out by its owner. Then I carefully walked from outside to the elevator and carefully checked to see if there was any dog ??around. Although my father, mother and grandfather advised me not to be afraid of dogs, humans are bigger than dogs, and you don’t want to mess with dogs. It doesn't chase you either. Grandpa even led me past the dog, specifically to let the dog roar at me. My parents also told me that dogs are not scary.

Despite this, fear of dogs has still become an annoyance in my life.