How to write a composition about this matter?

1. The composition of Grade Three is really written in a quiet classroom. No one expected a storm.

"Jose!" The teacher flew into a rage. "Get up!" The teacher roared. This is the seventh time that Jozer has been wronged. The previous times embarrassed the teacher, so the teacher has always held a grudge and must give Qiao Ce a scolding.

The teacher woke up the girl behind him and asked, "What did you tell him and what did he tell you?" The girl mumbled like a mosquito, "I asked him …" Before she finished, the teacher said, "Look, look, everyone admitted it." Qiao Ce glanced angrily at the girl behind him, and then the teacher said loudly, "Qiao Ce, get out! Did you hear that? Get out! " Qiao Ce said loudly again: "I didn't speak!" The teacher was furious! No student dares to talk back to her again and again in class.

"Do you want me to get you out!" Jozer remained silent. The teacher went over, grabbed Qiao Ce's ear, pulled him to the podium, and then gave him a heavy push. With a bang, Jozer fell on the door. Then the teacher asked Qiao Ce again, "Did you speak?" "no!" At this point, Qiao Ce was in tears. The teacher asked our class again, "Did Qiao Ce speak?" Unexpectedly, our whole class replied, "No-OK-"The girl behind Qiao Ce said, "I just told him to move the stool forward, otherwise I couldn't sit down and he wouldn't talk."

The teacher looked at us in surprise, and then dragged Qiao Ce to the office to complain. The bell rang before the teacher came back. Some students asked me why, and I replied-I don't understand, which really disappointed me. I am looking forward to it. The mid-term exam is coming, and I want to compete with all my classmates through it, but I didn't expect the atmosphere in the examination room to be so unscrupulous and ignored.

After the preparatory bell rang, the speaker and the speaker who came here simply ignored the exam and were unscrupulous. Usually it is "novels spread quickly and magazines read fiercely".

Today is "note travels fast, cheat sheet travels fiercely." The exam began, and the students glanced at the questions, whispering and looking at each other.

After settling down, put the prepared books and materials in your arms, put them in the hole in the table, put them in * * *, and show your cards one by one. As soon as the teacher goes out on patrol, it's like losing the battle, so retreat quickly. Later, when we won the battle, we "pursued hard."

Originally, I thought everyone would test themselves with their actual achievements and real level and show their strength to the students, but it was sad to see so many exams! Sad also! After passing the exam for the first time, the students were all in high spirits and all smiles. Q: "Why are you so happy?"

Said, "It's all done." That is a tiger more fierce than a tiger.

Others lamented and asked why, but they came back and said, "I haven't copied it yet!" " It's rolled up. Did you copy it? "This is what they said. However, looking at the examination room underground, the papers turned to dust, and the hygiene was as usual.

The bullets in the examination room were finally finished, but the fragments of "bullets" were everywhere. I saw them in my eyes and was angry at my heart. I don't know how to spend the next two days.

Before the second game, the smell of "smoking guns" became stronger and stronger: the students got all the "ammunition and guns" ready, just waiting for the gong to ring and start a war quickly. In the next few games, do the same thing and win all.

I really don't understand why they are so good at copying. Is it possible for high schools and universities to plagiarize? The answer is, is it hard to know? But so far, it is possible and possible.

But is it fair to those who really study hard? I hope there will be a turn for the better in the final exam. It's as good as gold.

2. The composition of Grade Three is really written in a quiet class. No one expected a storm.

"Jose!" The teacher flew into a rage. "Get up!" The teacher roared. This is the seventh time that Jozer has been wronged. The previous times embarrassed the teacher, so the teacher has always held a grudge and must give Qiao Ce a scolding.

The teacher woke up the girl behind him and asked, "What did you tell him and what did he tell you?" The girl mumbled like a mosquito, "I asked him …" Before she finished, the teacher said, "Look, look, everyone admitted it." Qiao Ce glanced angrily at the girl behind him, and then the teacher said loudly, "Qiao Ce, get out! Did you hear that? Get out! " Qiao Ce said loudly again: "I didn't speak!" The teacher was furious! No student dares to talk back to her again and again in class. "Do you want me to get you out!" Jozer remained silent. The teacher went over, grabbed Qiao Ce's ear, pulled him to the podium, and then gave him a heavy push. With a bang, Jozer fell on the door. Then the teacher asked Qiao Ce again, "Did you speak?" "no!" At this point, Qiao Ce was in tears. The teacher asked our class again, "Did Qiao Ce speak?" Unexpectedly, our whole class replied, "No-OK-"The girl behind Qiao Ce said, "I just told him to move the stool forward, otherwise I couldn't sit down and he wouldn't talk." The teacher looked at us in surprise, and then dragged Qiao Ce to the office to complain.

The bell rang before the teacher came back. Some students asked me why, and I replied-I don't understand either.

This incident really disappointed me.

Look forward to, look forward to, the mid-term exam is coming. I wanted to compete with all my classmates through the mid-term exam, but I didn't expect the atmosphere in the examination room to be so unscrupulous and ignored.

After the preparatory bell rang, the speaker and the speaker who came here simply ignored the exam and were unscrupulous. Usually it is "novels spread quickly and magazines read fiercely". Today is "note travels fast, cheat sheet travels fiercely."

The exam began, and the students glanced at the questions, whispering and looking at each other. After settling down, put the prepared books and materials in your arms, put them in the hole in the table, put them in * * *, and show your cards one by one. As soon as the teacher goes out on patrol, it's like losing the battle, so retreat quickly. Later, when we won the battle, we "pursued hard."

Originally, I thought everyone would test themselves with their actual achievements and real level and show their strength to the students, but it was sad to see so many exams! Sad also!

After passing the exam for the first time, the students were all in high spirits and all smiles. Q: "Why are you so happy?" Said, "It's all done." That is a tiger more fierce than a tiger. Others lamented and asked why, but they came back and said, "I haven't copied it yet!" " It's rolled up. Did you copy it? "

That's what they say. However, looking at the examination room underground, the papers turned to dust, and the hygiene was as usual. The bullets in the examination room were finally finished, but the fragments of "bullets" were everywhere. I saw them in my eyes and was angry at my heart. I don't know how to spend the next two days.

Before the second game, the smell of "smoking guns" became stronger and stronger: the students got all the "ammunition and guns" ready, just waiting for the gong to ring and start a war quickly.

In the next few games, do the same thing and win all. I really don't understand why they are so good at copying. Is it possible for high schools and universities to plagiarize? The answer is, is it hard to know? But so far, it is possible and possible. But is it fair to those who really study hard?

I hope there will be a turn for the better in the final exam. It's as good as gold.

Is that really the case? Is that really the case? Once, I accidentally wandered into this website because of boredom. After reading the composition inside, I suddenly felt the urge to contribute. Finally, in an excited mood, I finished typing the first composition to be submitted. I shook my hand and pressed the mouse, and the composition was sent up. Then, I learned here that as long as I pass the supervisor's inspection in 24 hours, my composition can be put online.

After waiting all day, I can't wait to turn on the computer. When I saw my composition published on the computer, my mood was too excited to be expressed in words! After I tasted the sweetness, I started to contribute out of control. Every few days, I always choose the best composition I wrote, and of course, I was successful every time. Start submitting from165438+1February 2 1. Up to now, I have only contributed four compositions, because my mother is afraid that I am addicted to submitting, that my grades will drop, and that I will sometimes feel sad because my compositions are not published.

So I send an article every few days. Of course, my composition was published online, and my parents were very happy, but my parents are parents after all, and they are always worried about it. You see, this is worrying again! My mother kept nagging in my ear, saying, "Ouch!" Your composition is published every day. Will this station be published as long as someone contributes? In that case, this website is nothing, just don't vote! "I didn't care at first, because I saw that every time someone sent a composition, only a few people sent it at the same time, and it is impossible for this website to send so many compositions a day, so I think my mother's conclusion is wrong.

But as time went on, I began to believe what my mother said, because only a few people contributed to this website a day. There is nothing in this world, maybe my mother is right! Since then, I have become very nervous every day. I always feel that what my mother said is right, but if it is right, wouldn't it hurt my self-confidence? These two contradictory statements have been colliding in my mind, making me unable to eat or sleep, and the suffering in my heart can't be expressed in words. Is this website really what mom said? Am I destined to be hit? Oh, my God, who can answer my question? .

This incident really taught me how to write 500 words. This incident really made me unforgettable.

When I was growing up, I experienced many things, which echoed in my mind like ship pages. They are like "shells" on the beach, some are "radiant" and some are "ugly". One thing I will never forget is the "ugly" shell. Whenever I do something wrong, I think of it.

It's been two or three years, but I always feel a little ashamed when I think about it.

That day, I got up early and was about to go too early. When I pass by the small garden, I always want to go in and play. So, I can't help but go in. Walking into the small garden, I met my classmates

My classmate Huang invited me to her house to play. Her family lives near a small garden, and I agreed. We came to the small forest, where there was a lot of sand, so I played with her. After playing for a while, we met our big brother in grade five, and he asked us to play with him. My family Huang didn't agree at that time, so he hit us. We started playing with him. Let's play house. This sand is our "rice" eldest brother, our "father" and we are his "daughters".

"Dad" makes us do heavy work every day, but he is very relaxed. In less than 10 minutes, we were both afraid of him. I ran away with Huang Feng Juan, followed by my eldest brother.

Huang Feng Juan and I ran to her house and slammed the door.

There was no one in the Huang family, so the two of us began to play wildly. After a while, I was hungry. Of course, I didn't eat in the morning. How can I not be hungry? Huang is hungry, too So she took out two packets of instant noodles from home and said, "Come, have a packet of instant noodles." I can't help eating instant noodles. After eating instant noodles, we will watch TV. After watching TV for a while, all of a sudden, the two of us heard the door * * *, frightened, and quickly cleaned up the house. I asked Huang to open the door. It turned out to be my mother.

It turns out that my mother didn't see my people in the morning, so she looked for me everywhere. Finally, she asked a child before she knew I was here. My mother asked me to go back, and I said I wouldn't go back because I was afraid of being beaten at home. Finally, I was persuaded by my mother to go back. When I got home, my father whipped me and told me to kneel on the washboard. Dad shouted while playing, "Why is it late? Why do you want to go to someone else's house to play? Your courage is getting bigger and bigger. Be careful not to kill you. " Dad speaks so loudly that almost the whole world can hear him. Dad hit me harder and harder, and there was a big scar on my shoulder. There is a lot of blood on the scar. I ran to grandma and snuggled up to her in pain. When grandma touched my shoulder, I let out a cry. Grandma asked me what was wrong. I didn't speak, I just cried. When grandma saw it, she immediately knew something and took me to the hospital at once. But I don't have this scar now. Now, I have transferred to another school and met my eldest brother. I am afraid of him and always stay away from him. Every time my mother comes to pick me up, as long as I see that big brother, I will leave my mother and run home by myself. Every time my mother asks me why, the last time, I tell my mother. Mom went to settle accounts with big brother. However, big brother has already moved.

This is something I will never forget. This matter touched me a lot. Every time I think about it, I feel a sense of fear.

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The fallen leaves are fluttering, and there are a few clear birds singing in the Woods, which tore my heart and cracked my lungs, reminding me of that lovely little swallow. Last year, Miss Chun came to the world quietly, bringing a group of lovely and beautiful swallows. A shiny black feather, a pair of handsome and light wings and a scissors-like tail. A few swallows came to my house and made a home on the third floor of my new house. I especially like and care for these swallows and often catch insects for them to eat. Sometimes when I come back and see the bugs at home, I dare not eat them at first. I always say to them, "Eat quickly and have more pairs of swallows in the future." After a long time, they are not afraid of people, so they eat with relish. Sometimes, they stay at home and wait for me to catch bugs for them! Soon after, the pair of swallows laid eggs and hatched a pair of swallows. I want to study, and I don't take care of them as carefully as before. Swallows often look for food outside. Swallows are chattering with hunger at home. When they wait for the swallows to come back, they give them food quickly. In a few weeks, the swallow will learn to fly. My study is not so tense. Take good care of the swallow again. There was a Saturday last week. I finished my homework and went to play with the swallow, but the swallow refused to play with me. Flying high for a while, flying low for a while, deliberately teasing me. I was so angry that I rushed one of the swallows to my bedroom and had a hard time catching it. I also specially built a new nest for this little swallow. I was afraid that the swallow would fly away again, so I tied its feet with a thinner rope and it could not fly any more. I thought about whether to try it to eat something sugary. That night, I put some sugary things like biscuits in my nest. The next day, I got up early, climbed the stairs, looked at my new nest and reflected that all these things were gone. I thought the swallow ate it. I was so happy that I ran to the old nest to report the good news to the swallow's parents. Before I came to the old bird's nest, I saw the old swallow's face was already very sad. I said to them, "don't worry, the swallow and I are doing well." Don't worry. " That night, I put some sugar in the swallow's new nest. For several days in a row, it was "eaten" by the swallow every time. Next Saturday, I went to see the swallow. I saw the swallows can't fly any more. Its eyes were wide open and it was dead. Looking at its big eyes, I know the swallow is accusing me. I saw a lot of blood on the swallow's wings, and there were two round and luminous things in it. When I looked carefully, it turned out to be a big mouse. My heart suddenly cooled a lot, and everything understood. I really regret it. Later, I buried the swallow in a corner of this forest. Source: Composition Network _ Primary School

Since then, whenever I walk through that forest, I will think of the poor swallow I killed, which makes me feel extremely sorry and sad.

Look forward to, look forward to. With the laughter in the garden and the first snow in 1007, I finally look forward to the annual New Year's Eve party, which is the last literary evening in primary school life and will remain in my heart forever.

As soon as I entered the school gate, I felt the festive atmosphere in the air. Everyone put on their holiday costumes and pushed open the door of the class. "Wow!" I can't help but marvel. Look! This class is brand new. Ribbons are flying here. Some of the balloon babies over there fly to the window, some to the wall, and some to the blackboard. Look at the four artistic characters "Happy New Year's Day" on the blackboard, which makes everyone feel refreshed. Look at the students They are very busy. Liu Guangming and Mr Fu are helping us blow balloons! The chill of winter seems to have gone away.

After careful preparation, the program kicked off.

Our four presenters gracefully stepped onto the platform and recited the New Year greetings for everyone. The audience seemed to be attracted by us and burst into warm applause from time to time.

That happened last year.

The new year is coming. I'm going to buy some nice New Year cards to celebrate the New Year with my classmates.

Come on.

Come to the stall, all kinds of greeting cards are dazzling. Pick and choose, and finally pick a few three-dimensional greetings.

Ka, who paid the money, was about to go home when she suddenly found a luminous card in her hand and held it quickly.

Chueh-hui was taken aback: someone stole a greeting card! I looked intently, it turned out to be a girl in my class! only

Seeing her take advantage of the stall owner's inattention, she took some expensive greeting cards. Then I thought: She should be stopped from doing this.

Something like that. Just as I was about to expose her, she put a hand over my mouth, pulled me aside and said:

"Please don't sue me. Shall I give you two advanced cards? " Until I come to my senses,

She had taken Shankar out of her pocket, and Sai Zhang put it into my hand from every music card, and then she smiled at me.

He squeezed into the crowd and disappeared.

I took these two cards and thought, why don't I report her stealing someone else's cards? can

Then I thought: these two cards are worth more than five dollars. If I sue her, I won't get it.

But I'll do it, right? Anyway, I picked it up for nothing. I feel uneasy.

When I got home, my heart couldn't calm down. I told my mother everything.

Mom, my mother severely criticized me: "Qing Qing, you are too weak!" " Know this is wrong, because

Why do you want to accept this ill-gotten wealth? After listening to my mother's instructions, I bowed my head. ...

6. How did this really make me write 700 words: Mother is sacred and mother is our closest relative. Because we have a mother, we can get life ... mother is a person who is willing to give everything and even life for us! But I often have conflicts with my mother because of some trivial things.

I remember that day, it snowed heavily. My mother told me to put on more clothes and not to freeze from the moment I got up! I have been stubbornly unwilling to wear more. I think what I wear is my own business. I can manage myself without her worry! However, my mother is still like a "repeater", repeating that sentence over and over again. I was impatient, so I shouted at my mother, "Are you bored?" ! I will take care of my own affairs and leave you alone. "Then he turned and left. The moment I turned around, I suddenly regretted it I don't know why I said this to my mother. I really don't know.

Back to my room, I lay on the bed, covered my head with a pillow and closed my eyes. I keep seeing that scene in my mind. My hands began to tremble, and I had an impulse to hammer myself. But I am constantly comforting myself: it's okay, it's just a contradiction, and my mother won't take it to heart. I am very entangled in my heart. I don't know whether to apologize to my mother or continue to be so stubborn.

In a flash, I found that I was wrong. I can't control myself. I still need my mother's care. I got up and sat on the bed, and then I found that the place I had just shaved was wet!

I put on my clothes and walked to the door step by step. When I went out, I found my mother sitting in a cold chair with red eyes. I could see some tears swirling in her eyes. Once again, I found out how deeply my behavior just now hurt my mother's heart, and my heart suddenly opened a hole. I couldn't restrain my inner remorse and began to disturb my thoughts and said, "It's so cold!" " "Mom looked at me and said," See if you will wear clothes in the future? " !" I smiled "badly" and walked to my mother. ...

We love mom, and mom loves us. This event will be a stepping stone on my growth path.

7. This thing is really fresh. How to write a composition haha! "Tell you a new thing, grandma should learn to surf the Internet. Fresh, really fresh.

That day, I was about to go to the composition tutorial class when my grandmother suddenly asked me and said, "I see you play on the computer every day." What's the use? "

"Grandma, you don't understand this. This is called surfing the internet. "

"What can I do online?"

"How many! Chatting, watching news, playing games, looking up information, etc. It is countless! " I said vividly.

"Ok, let's go to class."

After 12, I came back. "Ah, grandma's gone. Where can she go? She has just arrived in Hengyang and is a stranger. How can she go out? " The more I think about it, the more anxious I am. I called several times, but no one answered. I was so worried. Gradually, I sobbed in a low voice. Suddenly, I heard a burst of laughter and followed the sound. "Ha ha ha" really made me laugh through tears. Guess what, grandma is watching jokes online! I ran to grandma and said to her, "Fresh, fresh, grandma … haha." I burst into laughter and finally stopped, so I deliberately opened the window and looked up: "Did the sun rise in the west today?"

"What's the matter? I don't believe what you said about surfing the Internet this morning, so I asked my neighbor Xiao Wang to help me adjust my computer. I'm watching a joke. Haha, that's funny. I didn't expect so many computer functions ... "Grandma was intoxicated.

"Don't you always say that these young people can't study well online?"

"Oh, I didn't understand before. If I can't catch up with you, I will fall behind. "

"Ok, I will teach you online in the future."

"That's great! But I want to chat with others now, you can teach me. "

"No problem, it's my treat ..."

From now on, I can see my grandmother chatting and watching the news in front of the computer every day ... before long, my grandmother has eight netizens. Sometimes, I often compete with my grandmother for computer games. Every time my grandmother says, "Young man, you have a lot of time to study, let me have this old bones." I can't beat her. I have no choice but to let my grandmother. More than a month passed, and I saw that my grandmother was much younger. She is almost 60 years old, but like a 40-year-old, she has fewer wrinkles and smiles every day. I'm happy for her.

Grandma's surfing the internet is really a new thing!

2. What's new in our class?

It's been three weeks since school started, and there are many new things to say in these three weeks! Since the beginning of school, our junior middle school class 2 1 grade 2 1 has actually moved to the foreign language classroom. The maladjustment here has caused many novel and interesting things, but the most interesting thing is this one.

When I was in junior high school, I began to do exercises after the second class in the morning. Of course, nothing is more common. But I went to a foreign language class this semester, and of course the rules have to be changed. So from the beginning, our position of doing exercises was moved to the back of the teaching building, which is really a "land of feng shui". As the head teacher said, when it is hot, we will walk in the shade. When it is cold, we will stand back and stand in the sun, but it is extremely warm. And there is only one class here, which is really spacious and comfortable! This kind of treatment is much better than doing exercises in the toilet in junior high school. The students are quite satisfied, but God seems to be joking with us. It rained continuously just after the first few days of school, and I added up to two or three exercises there. As soon as it clears up, the school will send a notice, asking not to do exercises, but to run instead, as the name suggests. Run and run, we are all very excited. After all, we have never run. Fuck.

The next day, the running exercise officially started, and we came last, and the whole class ran in front together. So the team was in chaos without running a few steps, but the team in front was still so orderly that the students were surprised. They ran so neatly that their pace was highly consistent with the slogan. In the words of the head teacher, it is as even and orderly as cutting jiaozi. We all admired it, so we began to practice on the physical education class. Later, when it failed, we stopped running with them and ran in our "Feng Shui Treasure Land". This is really new. Many people look at us, which makes us feel very funny, but we can't laugh, because the teacher says this is a very serious matter. Many things happen. We finally practiced and won several praises. Students and teachers are very happy, because this is the result of the joint efforts of our class.

Maybe this thing is not new to people who often run and do exercises, but it is very new to us students who have been doing exercises since primary school. Although we are not the best runners now, we have made great progress than before. I believe we will be better in the future, because we can succeed as long as we work hard.

8. This is a wonderful thing. How to write a composition Childhood is a string of colorful pearls, full of innocence and childlike interest; Childhood is a colorful rainbow, woven with countless innocence and happiness; Childhood is a beautiful song with vivid notes.

An interesting childhood story often haunts my childhood dreams. I really want to stay awake like a sleeping beauty. If I were to describe an interesting childhood story, I would compare it to a flower, a fragrant flower; A box, a box with many secrets; Grape racks, grape racks full of countless grapes ... let's enjoy fairy tales together! I remember when I was four or five years old, there was a public telephone booth at the entrance of the community. At that time, I didn't know what a so-called telephone booth was. All I know is that as long as I dial the number, I can hear the sound and there is a clock on it.

I just think it's amazing and incredible, and my curiosity has increased a lot. I couldn't help but be curious. I went to the public phone booth, picked up the receiver and dialed the phone number I just asked my mother's home. As a result, only three digits are displayed on the screen, and "What's left? I don't know how many words. Please insert the IC card. "

What, you need an IC card? My little heart is full of depression. "Hey, why don't you make one yourself?" Hey, I'm smart. I have a good brain.

So, just do it, and I ran home. Find a lead paper, a pencil and a pair of scissors.

Draw a rectangle, cut it out with scissors, write "IC card" with pencil, and draw a circle of lace with colored strokes. I ran to the telephone booth with my masterpiece, and passers-by looked at me with strange eyes.

Who cares? Dante said, "Go your own way and let others talk." I plugged my "IC card" into the socket, picked up the receiver and dialed the phone number again, but the screen still showed "insufficient balance, please insert IC card".

Because the "IC card" I made is made of paper, which is very soft. I will stick it on the phone as soon as I go. I thought: is it not inserted in place? So I tried to put the "IC card" in again, and I thought it would be all right.

I didn't expect the screen to show "failure" this time. Malfunction! ""What stupid mobile phone? It's not as good as my own home! " I put down the receiver and walked away casually.

The next day, the telephone booth was surrounded by several maintenance personnel, and one of the uncles muttered, "Whose child is this so wicked?" I kept reading my "masterpiece" and my face turned red. I will never do such a stupid thing again, but every time I think about it, I can't help laughing.

Now, the old man of time came and took away his childhood in a hurry. I won't haggle over a candy like before, I won't do anything stupid, and I won't cry.

Thanks to the old time, because he printed his childhood into the purest, truest and most beautiful book in our hearts. Never forget this time, never forget this matter.

9. The composition really makes me angry about how to write.

Dragon Boat Festival has three days off! I'm so happy. I'm going to study Bao jiaozi and have a good rest. Early in the morning, after I got up and got dressed, I quietly went outside and watched my grandmother make zongzi. I want to make zongzi! Terrible tearing palm leaves, I shook my head helplessly and walked away, alas, boring. Since the plan of making zongzi failed, let's have a good rest. What are we doing? Reading extracurricular books, I have read all those books, watching TV, and there is no program I like. Otherwise, play computer. I told my grandmother what I thought. She turned from sunny to cloudy and shouted at me, "You only know how to play and don't even read books." I was disappointed: "Grandma, just play for a little while, just for a little while." Grandma said flatly, "No."Oh, damn it! I am reluctant, but I have to obey my grandmother's orders. I have to read a book. Suddenly, an old man bit Jin halfway-I don't know a word. I went to ask my sister who was playing computer, and she said, "Check it yourself!" I didn't do it, so my sister told me and scolded me. I'm angry. I'm playing computer. I have to do my homework! It's not fair! Looking at a lot of homework on the desk, listening to the sound of games coming from my sister's room and smelling the fragrance of zongzi, I just can't be happy. Why can't I do what I like? This incident really makes me angry.