I can also write 55 words.

No matter in school or in society, everyone must have been exposed to writing. Writing is a kind of speech activity with high comprehensiveness and creativity. In order to make your writing easier and more convenient, here are 55 words I can write for you. Welcome to learn and refer to them. I hope it will help you. I can also write 55 words 1

After several heated discussions with my mother these days, she finally agreed to take me to the skating rink.

We first went to the store to buy all the skating equipment, but when we got to the skating rink, everything was not as simple as we thought. We slipped on the ground before we got firm, and the soles of our shoes seemed to be coated with oil. We just stood up and slipped again. I tried several times without success. Not only did the fall hurt, but many people laughed their heads off at my jokes. When I was about to give up, my mother came over and said, "How can you give up when you say give up?"? How can you give up halfway when you have to finish what you have learned? "

after listening to my mother's words and seeing people skating freely like birds on the skating rink, I can't help but regain my courage. I thought I must learn to skate, so that everyone can see that I can.

I asked my mother to help me slip for a while, and then let go after I found the trick. We moved slowly like turtles for a while, and gradually became more courageous. I let my mother let go first. After I let go, I was able to stand firm and carefully observe their sliding skills and imitate them quietly, but I accidentally fell on my back, and my tears turned and turned in my eyes. It was cruel.

with this in mind, I got up and took a step forward again. Then I skated more and more skillfully, and skated faster and faster.

It didn't take long for me to master the balance. Like others, I became more and more skilled. I was basically able to run freely and do whatever I wanted in the skating rink, and soon surpassed most people, as if the skating rink was a stage designed for me.

This incident taught me that we should persevere in doing things, finish what we started, and never give up halfway. Only in this way can we achieve ultimate success. I can also write 55 words 2

I am an indomitable little boy. Whenever I am laughed at for not doing as well as others, I will make up my mind in my heart that I must catch up with and surpass him and never give up if I fail.

I remember that I began to have this attitude towards life and learning after my mother's provocation.

at that time, I was just seven or eight years old. I saw many students in the class playing with pens, watching the pens turn around in their hands, never stopping or falling off, so I became curious and wanted to learn. So I went home and told my mother that I wanted her to buy me a pen.

My resourceful mother saw that I wanted it so badly, so she thought of a trick.

"Do you really want it?" Mom asked me.

"I really want it, no matter what!" I answered firmly.

My mother smiled smugly, which made me tremble, knowing that there must be a big "conspiracy" waiting for me next. Sure enough, my mother asked me to memorize the article "Mulan Poetry" before deciding to buy it for me. I just wanted to refute it, but my mother came to say, "You should thank me. This not only allows you to buy toys, but also allows you to learn knowledge. Don't you want to kill two birds with one stone, unless you think you can't recite it yourself?" I don't want to be looked down upon by my mother, and I don't want to give up my favorite toy. Holding this encouragement, I promised it happily.

The next day, I recited it to my mother fluently. My mother's eyes widened in surprise. I couldn't believe I could recite it so quickly. Seeing my mother's expression, I smiled proudly. They don't know that I don't know anything, but after they went to bed, I began to recite "my head is hanging and my spine is biting" for my own goal. I succeeded, bought back the turning pen, challenged myself, and didn't let my mother's "trick" succeed!

Through this incident, I understand that nothing can defeat you, unless you give up and give up. From then on, I became an indomitable little boy, and my mantra is "I can do it too"! I can also write 55 words 3

In fact, I can also bend down gently and count the past with the earth.

Brave and fearless in the storm

Let the ghostly thunder roar in my ears at will; Let the sharp sword-like lightning cut freely in the air; No matter the heavy rain of bullets slapping on the face. I'm fearless! I won't be frightened by the storm as before, and I can also walk in this storm ... The title page of memory will ignite my faith, and the brave flame is fighting with the wind in my heart.

Strengthen my learning progress

In order to prove to my classmates, I can also recite eloquently. I am naive enough to make great efforts just to shine the next morning. Time pushed me in front of the teacher, and I was a little nervous, and my mouth seemed stuck, so it was difficult to talk. The textbook in my hand has become my reassurance. I think: I must seize this opportunity to prove to you that I can. Under the sunlight, the back of the endorsed teenager is vividly depicted: the upper lip and the lower lip alternate, sometimes slowly, sometimes pause ... The flame of faith is running around in my heart, and it will occupy my whole chest.

persistence, memories in the flower season

Looking back at the scene of the physical education test: I tried my best to gallop on the street, and the shadow was chasing after me. Shortness of breath, painful face, and leaden legs. I thought: I can't stop, I have to insist. Time, after all, has lived up to my dedication to it and given me good results that I have never had before. The fire of faith rekindled my chest and brought me great strength: stick to it.

what you can't go back is the vicissitudes of time, what you can't keep is the flow of time, but what you can't take away is the fragrance of time. Those who are brave, strong and persistent will surely become indelible values in my life, and at the same time prove that I can actually write 55 words. 4

It was last summer vacation, and my mother and I went to Wuhan to play. It was summer, and the burning sun was scorching the earth mercilessly. The cicadas in the trees kept barking, and the domestic dog kept panting. My mother and I were walking in the street, sweating profusely.

At this moment, I saw a little boy in the street, who was reasoning with an uncle who littered. He said, "Uncle, littering is wrong, please pick it up." The uncle was flushed when he was seen throwing garbage, but because of his face, he said angrily, "It's none of your business, kid. This is your home. What do you care?" I saw the little boy amplify his voice: "Uncle, the earth is our only home, and we can't destroy it. Thanks to your being an adult, how can you be so unselfish?"

after listening to this little friend's words, people around him looked at this uncle with curious eyes to see if he really littered. The uncle's face turned redder and looked very embarrassed. He seemed angry and shouted, "Who are you? I'll pick it up if you ask me to, but I won't." At this time, the little boy shouted, "uncles and aunts, if this man doesn't pick up the litter, we will ask him to pay a fine." The people around him echoed, and the uncle had to pick up the garbage obediently and walked out of the crowd with anger on his face.

seeing this situation, I quickly picked up the ice cream paper and threw it into the trash can in the distance.

I'm going home. On my way home, I thought: Even a child younger than me knows about environmental protection. I'm really not as good as him. If everyone in the world knows about environmental protection like that little boy, how wonderful the world will be. I can also write 55 words 5

cold wind, cold, lonely wall, a helpless seed, looking forward with a dream of China.

-Inscription

I am an abandoned seed, and I accidentally came to this impenetrable and overgrown crevice and lost consciousness. When I woke up, it was March in the spring, all kinds of insects heard the news, begonia blossomed into a smiling face, and Chinese rose showed a shy face. Everything was so beautiful! Only I am still a lonely seed, sighing and complaining in loneliness, so I began to degenerate and get angry, and gradually I lost my vitality and became dying ...

"Oh, look! It's dying, so it should be left to fend for itself. Why fight against fate? " The flowers around me laughed at me contemptuously, and the laughter hurt my heart like needles. I resisted and shouted feebly, but the weak voice disappeared like a passing smoke. In the irony, I am no longer discouraged and give up on myself. I decided to fight hard, believing that one day I would stand tall, look up at the blue sky and hold my destiny by the throat.

So, I began to cheer up, suck nutrition desperately, and strive to expand my roots. In the early morning, the first ray of sunshine shone into the gap, which brought light and confidence and hope to me. At night, the stars are dotted in the air to weave beautiful myths. I see a little starlight through the cracks, which makes me full of yearning for the outside world. So, I work hard day and night without interruption, weaving my own myths silently.

One morning, I angrily tried to push away the stone that imprisoned me. Suddenly, a miracle happened. I have become a beautiful flower, grooming my petals, and I am unique on the edge of the cliff, and I look more brilliant and full of vitality in the sunset. Ah! I succeeded. I saw the blue sky and the flying birds. Looking at this beautiful world, I finally understood that "God helps those who help themselves" and pay will eventually pay off.

Actually, I can also look up at the blue sky to pursue my dream! I can also write 55 words 6

The beginning

We are all children

The last

The ballad that yearns to be an angel

Singing the shadow of a fairy tale

Where will the children's children

fly to ...

At a glance, I have entered the second year of senior high school, not even walking low before. I remember how sad I was after I was divided into classes in the first half of senior high school, because there were many people playing with me in Class 314, and my seat was at the back, so I got closer to the boys, but the girls were not familiar with them. In the first half of senior high school, I was afraid that no one would play with me, and I always felt that my life would be less interesting without their group, so I often went to play with them.

Gradually, I found that this class is not worse than the original class, and both the students and the students are very good. Later, I changed my deskmate. She is very good, a very funny girl, laughing all day. In my eyes, what I like best is her truthfulness. Yes, she is very real, and I don't know why this word is used to describe her, hehe. Diruo, remember? Am I your god? And the boss "Pig" and the chairman "Di", we are very good ...

Later, because there are many boys at the same table, I gradually became familiar with them. I found that everyone was actually very good and very funny, especially remembering that many people got together to play "Truth or Dare" during the first few days of the holiday. Although sometimes it was demanding, they tried their best to do it and actually put themselves into it. They also brought me a lot of fun. Later, I realized that I could have a good life in this class, and I could have many friends. < P > Although I am a sophomore, we are still happy like children. I really hope that happiness will last forever.

Again, I wrote down some things and remembered some people with my heart. Friends are for life. I can also write 55 words. 7

Before, I always envied Yuan Weichen. I could write a composition every day. Moreover, every composition could appear in Mr. Huang's composition studio, and there were many well-written techniques and sentences. I was really envious.

from the winter vacation to now, I've been doing it for 37 days, and I've written at least 4 words a day, so I've written 14,8 words. I wondered if there was something wrong with my mobile phone when I calculated, but I didn't expect it to be true. I'm sure I didn't write as many words as Yuan Weichen, who is my predecessor. I persisted a long time ago when I was writing a composition or when the teacher arranged it. It was even more difficult than squeezing toothpaste. I didn't know how to write it at all. Now, I can write most topics, such as this composition, which I was going to write yesterday, but I didn't know how to write it, so I wrote it in the middle. My mother read it again and said, "Can you rewrite it?" I said, "Why don't you write this composition tomorrow?" I just escaped, but I can't escape from the first day, but I can't escape from the fifteenth, so this composition is what I want to write today.

Now I also know that my writing level is not as good as Yuan Weichen's. If I keep writing, my level will definitely improve. My mother said, "It will be a great help to insist on writing a composition every day in primary school." I used to think that it would be tiring to write a composition every day, but now I don't know it until I have experienced it. Besides, there have been many things written in school before. Now I do my homework at home every day, and I feel that there is nothing good to write about. Only my mother can play badminton when she is at home.

I didn't expect to do it now. I'm really happy. I thought I wouldn't have time to play with a composition every day. I didn't expect to have time to play with the balance car. I can also write 55 words 8

In the book I can also be a monitor, I chose a story named Poor Monks and Rich Monks. It is told that there is a temple in a remote area where two monks live. One of the monks is very poor, dressed in shabby robes, eating a poor meal and having a very thin body; The other monk is very rich, dressed in a silk robe, eating fine food, with a shiny face and a big belly. Although they are under the same roof, the rich monk has always looked down on the poor monk.

One day, the poor monk said to the rich monk, "I'm going to the South China Sea to learn the scriptures. What do you think?" The rich monk thought he had heard wrong and asked uncertainly, "What did you say? I seem to have heard you say that you are going to the South China Sea. Did I hear you right? " The poor monk said affirmatively, "Yes, I'm going to start in these two days." The rich monk looked at the poor monk up and down, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Just because you also want to go to the South China Sea to learn from the scriptures, it's crazy! What makes you go to the South China Sea? " The poor monk said, "I just need to bring a water bottle and a rice bowl." "Ha, ha, ha," the rich monk laughed almost out of breath. "It takes thousands of miles to go back and forth to the South China Sea, and there are still many difficulties and obstacles on the road. You can't just talk about it. A few years ago,