A preliminary study on the composition mode of grade three

In life, work and study, everyone has written a composition, and you should be familiar with all kinds of compositions. Composition is the transition from internal speech to external speech and the transformation of external language forms that others can understand. Have no clue when writing a composition? The following is the model essay of Grade Three composition I collected for you, for reference only. Let's have a look.

On Sunday afternoon, there were several white clouds floating in the blue sky. My father and I went to the park to enjoy plum blossoms.

When you walk into the park, a faint fragrance will come to your nose. Looking around, peach trees have sprouted and plum blossoms have opened one after another. Twenty-four times back to Hua Xinfeng, and then plum blossom. Seen from a distance, they are as red as fire, as white as snow and as pink as chardonnay.

I approached a plum tree and studied it carefully. I saw that its rough trunk roots were coated with white lime water, and new branches were pulled out, which was a vibrant scene. The most striking thing is the blooming plum blossom, which has fiery red flowers, colorful petals and golden stamens. A bud is like a red ball covered with green branches; Petals are like the wings of colorful fireflies, and stamens are like countless golden tentacles. Bees dance among flowers from time to time to get nectar. I was surprised to find that there was a small yellow spot at the top of the stamen. When bees collect nectar, the macula disappears.

Looking at this beautiful plum blossom, I can't help but think of the plum blossom written by Wang Anshi, a famous poet in the Northern Song Dynasty: "There are several plums in a corner, and hanling is alone. I know from a distance that it is not snow, because it has a faint fragrance. " Yes, plum blossoms are not afraid of the cold, and bloom one after another in the freezing cold days. Plum blossoms are fragrant and warm, and their blooming indicates the arrival of spring.

I love plum blossom, its fragrant smell and its precious spirit of not being afraid of cold.

My hometown is Qingxian, which is a beautiful place with beautiful scenery and rich products. But the most striking place is Pangu Park in Qingxian County.

Walking into Pangu Park, the pillars engraved with exquisite patterns stood there like grassland sentries, as if welcoming our arrival. Walking on the path in the park, I looked down and saw that the grass on the roadside had quietly poked its head out, as if to say that spring had come and I had grown a little taller. Walking, I saw a flock of white pigeons foraging on the grass. Their feathers are as white as snow and their mouths are red. Very cute. I walked by quietly, but they found me. They all flew away with a loud cry. We came to the lake again. The breeze has blown the willow trees by the lake green, and the thin willow branches danced back and forth with the spring breeze, as if welcoming the arrival of spring. Just listen to plop, it turned out to be a group of small fish swimming happily in the lake! We walked and saw only white pear blossoms and pink peach blossoms on both sides of the road. They are quiet, fragrant and open, and add color to spring. Watching, we came to the huge birdcage again, and the small animals inside came out for a walk. After hibernation, they also come out to stretch, bask in the sun and do exercise. The proud peacock walked around in it, as if to say that I was the most beautiful. Children's cheerful laughter came from the playground not far away. They played freely here and forgot the troubles of the day.

This vibrant and happy place is Pangu Park in my hometown.

I remember when I was in the first grade, I was still in a dance class. In order to give us more opportunities for stage exercise, our dance teacher rehearsed a program for us to participate in the oil field double ninth festival cultural performance. In order to ensure the performance of this program, Xiao Rong asked everyone to ensure that they could participate in the performance at that time.

A few days before the performance, the teacher held a small meeting to apologize to everyone and said that it would delay everyone's half-day class time to perform. Some parents say no as soon as they hear that they will miss class. This embarrassed Xiao Rong, because the lack of people would affect the performance.

Mom and I are also very contradictory after knowing. There seems to be two of me fighting in my head. One I said, "Don't go, ask for leave as soon as you go to school, and delay classes more"; The other said, "Go to the show. You promised the teacher to go to the show." I remember the initiative when I signed up, the hard work of the teacher, our hard training, and the expectant eyes of my grandparents. Since you promised the teacher, you should keep your word, and you can't break your word. I discussed with my mother and called Miss Qin to explain the situation and let her make up lessons in the future to ensure our grades.

When I attended the performance on time, I was very happy to see how bright teacher Xiao Rong's smile was.

This incident made me understand that a man must keep his word, so as to win the trust of others and bring happiness to others!

Today, the teacher asked us to observe a picture and then write a composition. Please read my article:

There are dozens of families in our village, most of them are ethnic minorities, and only my family is Han nationality.

My neighbor is a white-haired and wrinkled grandmother. My daughter went out to work, and she was alone at home, very lonely. Because my hands and feet are inconvenient, my mother often takes me to my grandmother's house to help. Over time, I often go there to help.

When I came home from school, my mother was on a business trip and I was the only one at home. After finishing my homework, I had nothing to do, so I quietly went in from my grandmother's backyard to do housework for her.

After sweeping the floor and cleaning the room, I looked at my watch. It's past 5: 00, and grandma will come back to cook at 6: 00. I had a brainwave and thought, I'll cook a meal for grandma, and she can have dinner when she comes back at 6 o'clock. Well done! So without saying anything, I ran into the kitchen and opened the rice bag. There was no rice. I immediately went out and bought a bag of rice. After I came back, I cooked another fried rice.

When grandma came back, she saw me cleaning and cooking for herself. She immediately put the crutch aside, then ran over, put her right hand around my shoulder, touched my face with her left hand, pressed her warm face on my face, and said, "You are more considerate than my daughter!" I smiled shyly, and then I said to my grandmother, "I am a young pioneer." I should respect and take care of the elderly. This is the right thing to do, and I will do more for you in the future. "

In Qiu Lai in May, geese fly south. They form a word "person" for a while, a word "one" for a while, and sometimes they make a loud cry. It's really the voice left by the geese. Wild geese pass through the white clouds, and various clouds float with the wind, defending the sky like "White Guards".

In the distance, I saw the mountains rolling, green, thick and light, like giants with indomitable spirit. Every tree on the mountain is tall and straight, just like the hairs on a giant. Take a closer look. Why is there red brocade on the mountain? It turned out to be a maple forest! I don't know if the maple leaf is drunk, or if the Xiang Qiu girl is too enthusiastic to say hello, otherwise how could it be red?

The river at the foot of the mountain is crystal clear, like transparent blue silk, lying quietly in the embrace of the earth. As soon as the wind blows, the river immediately rolls up a ripple and flashes in the sun, which is very beautiful.

The rice in the field is golden yellow, like a yellow carpet on the ground. Sorghum is like a shy little girl, blushing red and black. The farmer's uncle is happily picking red beans, cutting rice, digging sweet potatoes and shavings ... I think: this year is another bumper harvest year!

I love the beautiful scenery of autumn, and I love the fruitful fruits of autumn!

After a delicious dinner, several bowls filled with leftovers stood alone on the dining table. You look at me, I look at you, and I look helpless.

"Who will do the dishes?" Mother shouted.

Dad, who has always been diligent, is lying on the sofa today, motionless. Muttered: "I want to be an emperor today!" "

"Mom, you'd better do it!" I said carefully.

"what! I am the queen, and today's dinner is also cooked by our king! " Mother's voice suddenly rose by eight degrees.

"Ann, it's your turn to wash the dishes today!" "The old emperor" and "the queen" ordered in unison.

I can't accept it. I snapped, lying on the sofa. "I am the little prince. Has anyone ever seen the prince wash the dishes? " I despise it.

Mother suddenly flew into a rage, scolded, swept over and said, "you are a nine-year-old girl." You must learn to do what you can! " Girls must be hardworking, capable and self-reliant. You are a little prince at home, but you are nothing when you go out ... "。

"The Queen" kept nagging, and my head got bigger, so I got up silently and walked to those poor people.

The sound of "brush, brush, hem and haw" came from the kitchen. Of course, I wash dishes happily under the guidance of the "Queen"! I see, my parents don't wash dishes because they want me to be more capable and self-reliant.

"Who will wash the dishes tomorrow?"

"me!" I answered without hesitation.

Suddenly, cheerful laughter came from home, which was comforting and full of confidence.

Lan and Xiaoli in the distance saw this scene and could not help but shed tears. A girl walked up to Molly and said, Molly, didn't your brother tell you to cheer up? It is easy to bring your brother back to life. Molly looked up at her. How does she know her name? Who is she? Molly looked at her with pink hair, green eyes and pink skirt, just like a pink angel. But how did she know her? She said, what are you looking at? Never seen a girl! Molly asked, who are you? You don't need to know who I am. The girl dragged Molly to the hotel, and Molly was overwhelmed by the luxury of the hotel. The girl took Molly upstairs

Molly said anxiously, where are you taking me? I have two friends waiting for me to find them! Let me go! The girl was a little impatient and roared, just come with me! Why do you talk so much nonsense! Be careful not to get married! Molly seemed to be stimulated by this and began to fight back: good girl! My adults don't remember villains! Let you go this time! The girl ignored her and ran away. Molly scolded her and stopped. They ran to the biggest and most luxurious room. Molly said, where is this? You can tell me, right? This is what my little girl said.

Why did you take me to your house? Laughing at me and my brother deserved it? No, I'm here to help you bring your brother back to life Look at your attitude. The girl pointed at Molly. Then the girl said nothing but: My name is Hua Zinuo. Then he rolled over and went to bed.

Molly and Hua Zinuo didn't sleep well all night. Hua Zinuo finally spoke again: Let me tell you my story.

I have always hated my sister. She is always running around. Every time I get up, I always run from my mother's room to mine, and then run back to my mother's room. What a nuisance! Every day, she will still say some messy words: What a fool, witch … These words can wake us who sleep quietly, what a nuisance! Also, she bounces on the bed every day, and the quilts and blankets on the bed are all messed up by her, and the bed is going to collapse. What I hate most is that if she is dissatisfied with something or doesn't buy it for her, she will pick up hard things and hit people, which will always beat us black and blue.

But recently I changed my mind. Because one of my pink dead rabbit pendants disappeared last week. I searched the whole room, but I still couldn't find the rabbit. It is my favorite rabbit given to me by Mimi's sister. At this time, my sister gave me her little white rabbit pendant and let me play with her toys until I found my own rabbit, and my mood immediately improved. Another day, the boys in the summer interest class borrowed my pencil and never returned it. I went to get it back, and he pushed me. It happened that my mother and my sister came to pick me up after school. My sister saw that I was bullied and immediately picked up the bag on the table and ran after the boys. The boy escaped and later returned my pencil obediently. Sometimes when I am in a bad mood, my sister will be a ghost horse and tell some nonsense jokes to make me happy.

I don't hate my sister anymore. In my eyes, she is now a protective and joking angel.