Composition: write about the person you know best, with a positive description and a profile description ~

Today's warm weather makes people feel like they are back in summer. I came to school and sat in my seat as usual. The students in the class are in a mess. It was not until the bell rang that the classroom was a little quieter. A new Chinese teacher is coming today. There is a lot of discussion about this teacher. I heard from other teachers that this teacher is a beautiful woman, as if she just graduated from university and is a member of the Writers Association. The students were curious to guess what the new Chinese teacher looked like until a light footstep fell and caught my attention. The teacher is really beautiful and exquisite, but she looks more like a glass doll. The new Chinese teacher is surnamed Xu. She is wearing a dark blue lady's suit. I can tell at a glance that the suit she is wearing is different from that of other teachers. She is wearing a suit, not a stewardess's suit. She wears a very beautiful pure white eye, which consolidates her knowledge. All the idioms that are good for a girl are searched out in my mind. When she came in, the students began to talk about her comments again. Teacher Xu only wrote three big characters on the blackboard, Xu. She whispered the words "Please be quiet". As soon as her voice fell, she slowly recovered her former calm. Then xu teacher began to introduce himself and communicate with his classmates. From her words, I have appreciated her profound talent. In just one minute, the new Chinese teacher got along well with his classmates. It is also because she is young, not much older than us, and she is playing. No matter what details the fragments of memory become, I can clearly hear xu teacher's voice when I throw them. Xu teacher always makes us laugh when giving lectures, and every smile is always a pleasure when giving lectures. Xu teacher likes to quote some books to us when giving lectures. It happens that those books are exactly what we like to read, so she will use them to lure our interest and discuss with us. Xu teacher not only tells us about love, but also likes to watch fantasy and cultivate immortals. After listening for a while, I was surprised to find that xu teacher, an "old man", always talked about her old man's house, which made us laugh. Xu teacher always played some jokes when he started his class with us until the end of a semester. Then we all got used to it. Maybe every teacher's classroom style is different. My composition has always been good. Xu teacher commented on my composition in class. She asked me to read my composition aloud in front of the whole class. I didn't refuse, just a little surprised. I finished reading my article successfully. As usual, I always feel a sense of pride every time I am shown off by my teacher. After reading it, I heard xu teacher's familiar words again, but this time xu teacher said something slightly different, but she called me "Lai Ren", which made my face flush for a while. The blush spread along my neck and burned my heart. I am a little shy in the face of so many classmates, and I feel as if I have fallen into a deep quagmire. In this way, after listening to xu teacher's words that made me smile, the teacher added some colors of laughter. Xu teacher took a fancy to me and said that I had a great talent as a writer. She always encourages me from time to time. Finally, when I graduated from high school, I brought her a trophy. She cried, which is the crystallization of teacher Xu's teaching and efforts to me in recent years. She cried softly. It's my first time to appreciate Mr. Xu's weak gas, Mr. Xu.

My mother is tall, neither fat nor thin, with a few shallow wrinkles on her forehead and a smile on her face.

My mother is kind. She taught me to be honest and generous from an early age and cultivated my good character from an early age.

I remember one thing, which I will never forget. It was a hot afternoon, and the sun scorched the earth like a big fireball. I sat in my room and kept fanning, but my sweat kept rolling down. I said to my mother, "Mom! It's hot, it's hot! I want to eat popsicles. " Mom said, "Come on, I'll take you to buy some popsicles." He picked up his wallet.

When I got to the place where I bought popsicles, I chose popsicles. My mother took out a whole ticket for 50 yuan from her purse and handed it to my uncle who bought popsicles. After my uncle found the money, my mother and I hurried home.

When I got home, my mother counted and said to herself, "Huh? No, a * * * is 7 yuan. How can I get back 45 yuan? " Hearing this, I said happily, "Great! People who buy popsicles are really confused. They are looking for more 3 yuan money. Mom, can I have 2 yuan? " My mother glared at me and said angrily, "send 2 yuan more back, you can't take advantage of small things!" " ! Besides, it is not easy for people to sell popsicles! "Say that finish, my mother braved the scorching sun and sent 3 yuan money to others.

When I sleep at night, I can't sleep in bed. Mom is honest.

Motherly love is as sweet as a mountain spring, nourishing every child's heart. My mother gave me endless happiness and happiness with selfless love.

Speaking of my mother, she is an ordinary person, with a nose, two ears, hands and feet. In the eyes of others, she is an ordinary person, but in my eyes, my mother is an extremely extraordinary person.

Mom has an extraordinary pair of hands. She is like a big umbrella, sheltering me from the wind and rain. My mother's hand is like a lamp, illuminating my future. When I fell asleep, my mother was knitting a sweater for me with a light on. When I woke up, my mother kept knitting me a sweater. I once let my mother sleep. My mother only said "I'll stay up late", so I believed it and continued to fly freely in that beautiful dream. The morning star has lit up, and I am gradually waking up from a deep sleep. I saw my mother knitting me a sweater with red eyes. I was moved to tears. My mother worked hard for me day and night for my warmth. I was ashamed to talk back to my mother, but after a long time, I gradually understood my mother's good intentions.

My mother has a pair of extraordinary feet. She covered every corner of my heart with those extraordinary feet. She opened up a new path for me with her feet and made a stepping stone behind me.

My mother has an extraordinary mouth. My mother saw everyone and there was nothing to say. Once the chatterbox is turned on, she can't turn it off, but she never smiles at me. I can't describe her in one word, but I know she is my good mother. Whatever I need, she tries her best to satisfy me. But my mother has high demands on my study, because she hopes I can get ahead one day. Mom's mouth is really special.

My mother has a pair of extraordinary ears. She taught me everything she heard, and let me know how to be a man and how to create a beautiful life.

Yes, our mother has done a lot for our growth. She is our greatest mother! Let's repay our mother's kindness with practical actions!

4. The person I know best

The person I know best is my brother, who is called "the master of humor", but it sounds a bit boastful.

My brother is 16 years old. He is not handsome or ugly, and he is of medium build.

My brother's greatest feature is humor. Because of this feature, we all call him "the master of humor".

Once, I was doing my homework, and my brother kept bothering me. I said loudly, "Yuck!" "My brother said gently," I am a mortal! "Not a fairy." I was very angry and said, "Bah!" My brother said, "I didn't ask you for salt!" " "I couldn't bear it any longer, and said loudly," Pig! " "Who knows, my brother is ready:" What's your name? Do you want to publicize it! "Say that finish, I twisted my ass and walked away. Now it makes me cry or laugh.

Another time, my brother and I went to the company to play and saw someone practicing shooting. I threw one, too, and I got in. I told my brother about it in high spirits. My brother shook his head and said, "That's impossible." I said angrily, "That is, if it is difficult to throw a basket, I will show it to you again and convince you." My brother said solemnly, "well, if you can throw it, I'll cook the basketball soup." I threw the basketball to the basket with confidence, but I missed it, threw it again, missed it ... several times, but my brother still said, "It's better to be a brother." I know that basketball soup is not good, I feel sorry for me and don't want me to drink it. "

This is the person I know best-my brother.

I have other compositions.

The greatest man

I used to get average grades, but I was jealous. My deskmate Xiaohong is very clever and always ranks among the best in the class. She is also very sensible and always makes teachers happy. Therefore, I am jealous of her.

Just before the exam last year, her mother passed away. Because of grief, she didn't listen to a word the teacher said in class, and her grades dropped sharply. The exam was only 15. I proudly walked up to her and said in a contemptuous tone, "Hey, if it isn't Xiaohong, she won the first place all day, and this time she only ranked 15, and didn't even get the first place in the whole group."

However, Xiaohong quickly adjusted her mentality and ranked first again. Because of my pride, I only ranked 20 th, and I am very sad. So I hate Xiaohong even more.

I was doing my homework until last Wednesday. Suddenly, I was stumped by a question. I asked several classmates, and I don't know why. I thought of Xiaohong, but I didn't want to ask her for fear of being laughed at by her. Xiaohong saw my embarrassed expression and smiled and said to me, "Is this the problem?" I can explain it to you. Xiaohong took me to sit down and explained it to me. I finally solved the problem through Xiaohong's patient explanation. When Xiaohong wanted to go back to her seat, I cried and said to her, "I'm sorry I made fun of you before, but you still helped me so much." I am really not as good as you! " I didn't expect Xiaohong to cry. She wiped her tears and said, "Never mind, it's all over. I don't blame you. Are we still good friends? I sobbed and nodded and hugged Xiaohong. Xiaohong is a great person in my heart. Her open-minded mind and down-to-earth style will always be an example for me to learn!

The most humorous person

He, a humorous boy, is the most humorous person in our class and the most veritable "pistachio" in our class. He is my deskmate-Kim, known as "Han Baobao" (hamburger).

A naturally curly black hair, a pair of heavy eyebrows and a pair of intense eyes, his eyelashes are surprisingly long, even longer than girls, a cherry-like mouth, always smiling sweetly, and sometimes always playing dumb. I think if he has shiny black hair, he must be a lovely "doll".

Him! He likes talking nonsense and doesn't know the time and place. He always likes to make fun of every minute in class. If he has a chance to show himself, he will definitely show his skill here and never let go of every minute.

On one occasion, the teacher criticized Huangfu for being indecent. A boy twisted his ass when he was walking, so he should correct it, and there should be no bad behavior. At this moment, he immediately jumped out, imitated Huangfu's classmates, twisted his ass and walked past the podium, blowing kisses from time to time to signal the students to applaud. The teacher gave him a hard look. He was not nervous and handled it easily. He also asked the teacher if he did it right. The whole class burst into laughter, and the classroom suddenly exploded. Seeing this, he was still very proud and twisted his ass back to his seat.

He asks Mr. Zhang to give him "cigarette fat" (chalk dust) every day. If he doesn't wear it for a day, he will feel uncomfortable and his fur will itch. He also proudly said to me, "well, the teacher didn't put it on you." I envy you! " The teacher's cigarettes are surprisingly fat! I deleted it the day before yesterday and got more than 90 points. I didn't erase it yesterday. I only got over 80 points in the exam. I must erase it more in the future to make myself smarter. "After that, he asked the teacher to wipe it for him every day. When he wiped it, he didn't forget to praise himself, snickered sweetly, held his head high while laughing, and made a face of contending with heaven.

Although he loves to be funny and unreasonable, he is not careless about his studies. He is diligent and studious. I heard that he set himself a learning goal of surpassing the first, which I appreciate very much.

Me! He wrote a doggerel for him: Jin Han turned around and scared two cows in the river; Jin Haner turned around and Liu Xiang changed to playing table tennis; When Kim turned around, Halley's comet hit the earth.

This is the pistachio burger in our class-Kim.