The homework has changed. Write a composition

1. I changed my composition entitled "Changed"

"Growing up" is everyone's initial dream. Everyone learns and grows in life and gets the most beautiful memories and gains. People have benefited a lot from their growth, but their growth is not obvious. Then let me grow up-this beautiful dream.

When I was a child, no matter what problems I encountered, I went to my mother or father regardless of the willy-nilly, and never thought about solving them myself.

I used to give my mother a headache-I was particularly procrastinating in my homework. I always have something to do when I do my homework, and then I say, "Mom, I'm thirsty." Mother immediately put a glass of water in front of me. Later, I heard me shout, "Mom, I'm hungry." Mom brought the cake again. "Mom, I want to go to the toilet." "Go ahead." Mom said helplessly. Half an hour passed and I didn't write a word in my homework. "I really can't help you." Mom said angrily. After finishing my homework, I threw my homework book to my mother to check and went to play by myself. "oh! Can you be serious? " I brought my homework here to have a look, all because I accidentally made a mistake. I'm embarrassed myself I made so many mistakes that I was ashamed to meet anyone. But now I am different from before, and I have changed a lot. I don't fool around with my homework any more. The first thing to do when I get home now is to do my homework. I write very carefully. At first, my mother was very uncomfortable. She often comes to see me, worrying that I am fooling around. My mother smiled happily when she came in and saw me doing my homework carefully.

At that moment, when I grew up, I could proudly say to myself, "I grew up!" " "

2. "I have changed and become a mediator between people.

In the past, when my parents had a particularly fierce quarrel, I always felt powerless and could not let them resolve the contradiction between them. I always sit by and cry helplessly, thinking that I will vent my sadness when I see my parents quarreling. When I became able to mediate the contradiction between people, I no longer felt powerless, and I no longer used simple crying to express my sadness. After the quarrel between mom and dad, when the atmosphere is not very good, I will write two identical "letters", one on my dad's bedside and the other on my mom's bedside. The content of the letter is naturally what I want to say to my parents and some dissuasion. Don't underestimate these two letters. They often make my parents change their minds.

I have changed and become a compassionate person.

In the past, especially in summer, I often caught some butterflies and tore off their wings one by one. I didn't care about my cruelty at that time, but later, I gradually realized that I was too cruel. Butterflies have their own lives. They are just like humans. Do I want my fate destroyed? So, I changed again and became compassionate. When I see an injured bird, I will treat it carefully, even bring it back to my family, and then release it back to nature after it recovers.

I have changed, really changed, and I am sure I will change in the future, but I know I will become more sensible and upright.

3. What's changed? My mother has changed.

In the past, my mother was a very strict person: once she failed in the exam,

If I do well in the exam, I will change from "sunny day" to "thunderstorm". Teach me a lesson first, and then treat me to a "big meal" In study, every time I start doing my homework, she has falcon-like eyes and a ruler in her hand from time to time. Once I write the wrong posture, I will start at once, and I will never be soft. So, day after day, year after year, my mother played tricks, and I became more and more cautious and responsive. After I finish my homework, I must check it carefully/Wen Zuo, otherwise I will have to add some dinner: nagging and rulers. However, it is good for me: I can do my homework more carefully.

But now, my mother has changed, become relaxed and turn a blind eye to my study.

Every time I come home from school, what I see is no longer your job, but stealing vegetables and growing them online. When I do my homework at night, you don't have to look at my homework anymore. At most, when you are on the computer, move your laptop and look at me. Therefore, my calligraphy is not as good as before.

The performance is also worse than before.

Why is this? Does that mean you are addicted to computers, too? Impossible, this must be impossible! You once said that although computers are entertainment objects, they must not be confused, but why are you fascinated now? Don't you care about my homework? Don't you care about my grades anymore? No way!

Changed, really changed, because of the changes of the times, you have changed, as if your heart only has the network, without my achievements. Mom, please change it back.

4.300-word composition: XX has changed, I have changed, I have really changed.

I became very strange, even though I used to be. Once upon a time, my friend said to me, "Come swimming with me tomorrow."

I will answer: "I have to catch up with my homework tomorrow." The friend said, "Nothing, I'll borrow it to copy it tomorrow."

I changed my mouth again: "Actually, my leg hurts when I run in physical education class." And then walked away as if nothing had happened.

Now, my friend asked me to go swimming with her tomorrow, and I will still answer that I have to catch up on my homework tomorrow. When a friend offered to lend me an assignment, I promised, "Well, I'll go right now, so don't lend it to me." Then he walked away as if nothing had happened and went home sweating and rushing to do his homework.

I became "hot and cold", even before. Once upon a time, my friend asked me a question, and I thought about it with great interest. I can't think of it at school. Go home and keep thinking.

Halfway through, my friend said, "Forget it, I'll ask someone else." I withdrew the question, and I immediately cooled down and turned sunny to cloudy.

Now, my friend asked me a question. I looked impatiently, thought for a few seconds and said, "I can't think of it." The friend said, "Well, I'll ask someone else."

I immediately became active and my mood changed from cloudy to sunny. I became fond of reading, even though I used to be.

Once upon a time, I used to sit in the book mall for hours, reading one fairy tale after another and buying it home after reading it. I hold Zheng Heyang every day, and the bookshelf is full of Cpaing and Ma Xiaotiao. Now, I always like to sit at my desk for hours, reading novels one after another, reading magazines one after another, and holding thick books every day, but almost none of them are finished.

I've changed, I've changed everything, and I've become unknown to everyone, even to myself. I have changed, I said to myself.

I, the monitor of Class One, am the "top student" in the hearts of my classmates. But who knows, I once had a "shame" in my heart, and that was composition.

Writing is my "soft spot", which has troubled me for many years. Over the past few years, I have created a series of "compositions" with empty content, unreasonable sentences and even irrelevant articles.

But I never thought about how to overcome it. I am still a monk who knocks the bell day after day-muddling along. Unconsciously, in the sixth grade ... at the beginning of this semester, Mr. Mao assigned a special homework-"independent homework", which allowed students to assign homework to themselves every day according to their own interests and knowledge loopholes.

At first, my "independent homework" was just some copying, dictation and excerpting. Although the teacher has repeatedly encouraged everyone to practice writing, I am always reluctant to write. First, I feel that there is no theme, second, I am afraid of writing badly, and third, I feel that it is time-consuming.

Later, Teacher Mao kindly set up a "Jian Zhen Blog" specially for classmates and parents. Out of curiosity, I visited Jian Zhen blog for the first time, and every picture and paragraph on the blog surprised me.

There are two topics above that I am particularly interested in: "discovering autonomy" records students' daily study and writes down the deeds of everyone who is diligent and eager to learn; There are many published or award-winning compositions in Student Composition, which are fascinating. While browsing the "log", I accidentally found an essay I wrote last semester, "Mom, I love you so much! ",immediately shouted excitedly:" Mom and Dad come and see, my composition is on Teacher Mao's blog! "Excited, I secretly made up my mind that I must write every composition well and try to make more compositions appear on Teacher Mao's blog.

On the eve of National Day, the president of the Literary Society was the first to keep a diary, which was praised by Teacher Mao. The bright red five-pointed star on the exercise book makes me particularly jealous. Especially when I saw the enthusiastic praise for Jian Zhen in the topic of "Discovering Independence" on my blog, I couldn't help but be tempted to join the team of journalists who took the initiative to write about Japan.

On a quiet night, after I finished my homework, I started to keep a diary for the first time. I handed in my exercise book the next day, and I expected the teacher to praise me.

Sure enough, Teacher Mao talked about my diary with a big smile in the conversation class. That night, my name suddenly appeared on Teacher Mao's blog.

Once again, there are cheerful ripples in my heart. Since then, I have tasted the nectar of praise again and again.

In a class after the National Day, I solemnly promised all my classmates: I will keep a diary every day, I will make my composition level higher and higher, and I will challenge the writing experts in this class. The solemn commitment inspired me, and the teacher's praise inspired me. I keep a diary every day, and the evening when I have a lot of homework is no exception, and the evening when I have Cambridge English class is no exception.

It lasted for a week in the blink of an eye. The following weekend, after completing a "statutory" weekly diary, I wrote three more diaries.

I returned my exercise book on Monday, and found that the level above was actually excellent with three five-pointed stars. I am too excited to describe. The teacher's praise for me is also full of excitement that can't be concealed.

I suddenly became the focus of my class, and my homework became the treasure of my classmates. Everyone scrambled to "feast their eyes" and grabbed it for a long time. In this way, I became the first person in my class to keep a diary every day.

Keeping a diary improves my efficiency, and I can easily finish it in as short as 10 to 20 minutes under the condition of practicing writing over and over again. Keeping a diary has exercised my expressive ability, and the teacher said that my composition language is more fluent and beautiful; Keeping a diary has enhanced my self-confidence, and another learning difficulty has been broken by me, and another strong opponent has been surpassed by me. My classmates said that I had changed, and my mother also said that I had changed.

I also feel that I am changing, becoming better, more independent and stronger! It was he who changed me clearly, who made me interested in writing, who awakened my writing inspiration and gave me endless motivation! I want to thank him, my class teacher, Miss Mao. I have changed, and I have been changing-from my attitude towards people and things, from my manners to my mental state, from my clothes to my temperament, from my hobbies to my goal pursuit, people have been changing.

After entering junior high school, I found myself quietly changing inadvertently, so let's talk about etiquette! I am much better than when I was in primary school, when I was in primary school.

5. "Changed" composition Dad has changed.

Everyone, every place and every country is changing every day, and so is your mind, including yourself.

When I was in the sixth grade, I found that my father seemed to be a completely different person, and I sometimes felt that.

I can't accept the idea of having a father.

Let me tell you a secret. Actually, I can't do anything until the fifth grade. Since morning.

I want my father to wear clothes on the bed. I want my father to wash dirty clothes, even sweep the floor, cook and bathe me.

I can't even do it. My father also helps me do this and that every day. My father and I are the best fathers in the world.

Son, when I rest, as long as my father is here, I will insist. But by the sixth grade, I really felt

My father has changed. On the first morning of school, my father stopped dressing me, so I kept.

I didn't get up because I didn't scare him, so I had no choice but to get up by myself. I really think.

It's strange that he didn't help me wash in the shower, but only taught me how to wash. At dinner,

Don't help me fill it out, always let me fill it out myself. After a long time, I really can't stand it. I'm so angry

Anger finally broke out. I hit him and scolded him, but my father always smiled and helped me patiently.

But I also found that when I was doing my homework, my father didn't watch TV and play computer like before, so he just

Look at me, without the influence of watching TV and playing computer, I am usually one and a half years old.

Sometimes I do my homework, but now it takes only one hour, and the quality is better than one and a half hours.

After I finish, my father plays with me, plays games with me, tells stories and sometimes watches TV together.

Playing computer games really helped me for a long time. Now I can wash clothes.

After taking a shower with myself, I will do a lot of things. The most rare thing is that once, my mother was on a business trip.

After the overhaul of the remote substation, dad will go to the substation to eliminate the defects in a few days, as soon as he goes.

For a few days, I never left my parents like this, so with the help of my neighbor's aunt, I

Finally, I spent these proud days. This change of my father really helped me the most.

Now I get along better with my father, and the relationship between father and son is deeper.

6. I changed the composition "XX changed" 600 words, I changed it, I really changed it. I became very strange, even before. Once upon a time, my friend said to me, "Come swimming with me tomorrow." I will answer, "I must make up my homework tomorrow." The friend said, "Nothing, I'll lend it to you tomorrow." I changed my mouth again: "Actually. My friend asked me to go swimming with her tomorrow, but I will still answer that I have to make up my homework tomorrow. When my friend asked me to copy my homework, I promised, "All right, I'll go, don't borrow it. "Then I just walked away and sweated home to make up my homework. I became "hot and cold", even before. Once upon a time, my friend asked me a question with interest. I went to ask someone else. " I withdrew the question, and I immediately got cold, and my mood turned from sunny to cloudy. Now, my friend asked me a question. I looked at it impatiently for a few seconds, and I thought it was ok. I said, "Well, my friend said, I'll ask someone else. "I immediately became active and my mood changed from cloudy to sunny. I have become fond of reading, although I used to like it very much. I have to buy it home after reading it. I hold Zheng Heyang every day, and the bookshelf is full of Cpaing and Ma Xiaotiao. Now, I always sit at my desk for hours, reading one novel after another, reading one magazine after another, holding a thick book every day, but almost none of them are finished. I've changed. I've changed everything. I don't know anyone, even myself. I'm too lazy to know them.

7. composition "I changed my composition.

People are always changing-from attitudes to people everywhere, from manners to mental state, from dressing to temperament, from hobbies to goal pursuit.

The clothes I wore when I was very young were ordinary, that is, the clothes worn by ordinary children, but I was superior in quality, color and price. I always buy beautiful and expensive clothes to show off among my classmates. Now, I have grown up and don't need those things anymore. I just need to buy low-priced and comfortable clothes. Of course, there is not so much time to wear your own clothes now.

Before, I was always playful. As long as I finish my teacher's homework, I will never read textbooks again, so my ranking has been hovering in the middle and lower reaches of my class. Now, my homework is very tight, which requires me not only to complete the tasks taught by the teacher, but also to do some extracurricular exercises in my spare time. Every day, my time is full, but I still have time to play. Every day, I have an hour and a half to do my own thing My hobbies have also changed. I used to like sitting in the classroom and doing my own thing. Now that I have less rest time, I prefer to go out and play basketball, because this sport is good for both body and mind, and it is born of medicine.

In primary school, I would quarrel with my classmates for a little thing. Now that I am a middle school student, I should pay more attention to my image. I usually roll with the punches

Now I am a middle school student, and I have changed a lot since primary school. This change continues, and I have been changing. I believe this will never stop.

Composition comment: This is an excellent composition about my changes. The author described the change of his attitude towards others from childhood to adulthood.

Hope to adopt! !

I've changed. I have completely changed since I stepped into the school gate. I am already a middle school student, because when I grow up, I have forgotten the words "rumbling" and "I will type * * * if I don't do my homework".

When I was a child, I was very ignorant and often played mainly. I have no idea what learning is. In retrospect, it was really embarrassing. But I also experienced it once, because that time I really completely changed my playful habit.

At that time, I was still a primary school student, and I always lived this playful life. Once, my mother suddenly said to me, "Boom, it's time for you to buy your own food when you grow up." Before I came to my senses, my mother had put the money into my hand and left. I'm helpless.

Riding a bicycle to the vegetable market, I saw my aunt shouting loudly: "Buy vegetables, fresh Chinese cabbage!" " . The owner of the fruit shop has been fiddling with the machine balance in front of him. I clung to my shopping list and felt a little scared. I went to the stall selling melons and asked my aunt where there were cucumbers. My aunt pointed to the vine next to me and said, "This is the cucumber." "Ah ~" I thought, "The cucumber my mother gave me should be oval. Why does it look like this? There are too many bad people in this world. " I left without saying anything. Then I saw my favorite fish, and I bought it willy-nilly. Then buy tomatoes, potatoes and ribs. . When I got home, there were a few coins left in my left hand and a bag in my right hand. Mom is angry and funny to see me like this.

9. What's changed? Before my mother changed, she was a very strict person: once I failed in the exam, I would change from "sunny day" to "thunderstorm". First I was taught a lesson, and then I was treated to a "big meal".

In study, every time I start doing my homework, she has falcon-like eyes and a ruler in her hand from time to time. Once I write the wrong posture, I will start at once, and I will never be soft. So, day after day, year after year, my mother played tricks, and I became more and more cautious and responsive. After I finish my homework, I must check it carefully/Wen Zuo, otherwise I will have to add some dinner: nagging and rulers.

However, it is good for me: I can do my homework more carefully. But now, my mother has changed, become relaxed and turn a blind eye to my study.

Every time I come home from school, what I see is no longer your job, but stealing vegetables and growing them online. You don't have to watch me do my homework at night. At most, you can move your laptop and watch me on it. Therefore, my handwriting is not as good as before, and my grades are worse than before.

Why is this? Does that mean you are addicted to computers, too? Impossible, this must be impossible! You once said that although computers are entertainment objects, they must not be confused, but why are you fascinated now? Don't you care about my homework? Don't you care about my grades anymore? No way! Changed, really changed, because of the changes of the times, you have changed, as if your heart only has the network, without my achievements. Mom, please change it back.

10. What has been changed? Composition 1. I changed myself, the length of a class, and the "top student" in my classmates' hearts.

But who knows, I once had a "shame" in my heart, and that was composition. Writing is my "soft spot", which has troubled me for many years.

Over the past few years, I have created a series of "compositions" with empty content, unreasonable sentences and even irrelevant articles. But I never thought about how to overcome it. I am still a monk who knocks the bell day after day-muddling along.

Unconsciously, in the sixth grade ... at the beginning of this semester, Mr. Mao assigned a special homework-"independent homework", which allowed students to assign homework to themselves every day according to their own interests and knowledge loopholes. At first, my "independent homework" was just some copying, dictation and excerpting.

Although the teacher has repeatedly encouraged everyone to practice writing, I am always reluctant to write. First, I feel that there is no theme, second, I am afraid of writing badly, and third, I feel that it is time-consuming. Later, Teacher Mao kindly set up a "Jian Zhen Blog" specially for classmates and parents.

Out of curiosity, I visited Jian Zhen blog for the first time, and every picture and paragraph on the blog surprised me. There are two topics above that I am particularly interested in: "discovering autonomy" records students' daily study and writes down the deeds of everyone who is diligent and eager to learn; There are many published or award-winning compositions in Student Composition, which are fascinating.

While browsing the "log", I accidentally found an essay I wrote last semester, "Mom, I love you so much! Immediately, he shouted excitedly: "Mom and Dad, come and see, my composition is on Teacher Mao's blog!" Excited, I secretly made up my mind that I must write every composition well and try to make more compositions appear on Teacher Mao's blog. On the eve of National Day, the president of the Literary Society was the first to keep a diary, which was praised by Teacher Mao. The bright red five-pointed star on the exercise book makes me particularly jealous.

Especially when I saw the enthusiastic praise for Jian Zhen in the topic of "Discovering Independence" on my blog, I couldn't help but be tempted to join the team of journalists who took the initiative to write about Japan. On a quiet night, after I finished my homework, I started to keep a diary for the first time.

I handed in my exercise book the next day, and I expected the teacher to praise me. Sure enough, Teacher Mao talked about my diary with a big smile in the conversation class.

That night, my name suddenly appeared on Teacher Mao's blog. Once again, there are cheerful ripples in my heart.

Since then, I have tasted the nectar of praise again and again. In a class after the National Day, I solemnly promised all my classmates: I will keep a diary every day, I will make my composition level higher and higher, and I will challenge the writing experts in this class.

The solemn commitment inspired me, and the teacher's praise inspired me. I keep a diary every day, and the evening when I have a lot of homework is no exception, and the evening when I have Cambridge English class is no exception. It lasted for a week in the blink of an eye.

The following weekend, after completing a "statutory" weekly diary, I wrote three more diaries. I returned my exercise book on Monday, and found that the level above was actually excellent with three five-pointed stars. I am too excited to describe.

The teacher's praise for me is also full of excitement that can't be concealed. I suddenly became the focus of my class, and my homework became the treasure of my classmates. Everyone scrambled to "feast their eyes" and grabbed it for a long time.

In this way, I became the first person in my class to keep a diary every day. Keeping a diary improves my efficiency, and I can easily finish it in as short as 10 to 20 minutes under the condition of practicing writing over and over again. Keeping a diary has exercised my expressive ability, and the teacher said that my composition language is more fluent and beautiful; Keeping a diary has enhanced my self-confidence, and another learning difficulty has been broken by me, and another strong opponent has been surpassed by me.

My classmates said that I had changed, and my mother also said that I had changed. I also feel that I am changing, becoming better, more independent and stronger! It was he who changed me clearly, who made me interested in writing, who awakened my writing inspiration and gave me endless motivation! I want to thank him, my class teacher, Miss Mao.

2. I am a different person, and I have been changing-from my attitude to everything, from my manners to my mental state, from my clothes to my temperament, from my hobbies to my goal pursuit, people have been changing. After entering junior high school, I found myself quietly changing inadvertently, so let's talk about etiquette! I am much better than when I was in primary school. When I was in primary school, I was impetuous. I never thought about the consequences of doing it, so I often made jokes and made mistakes.

In primary school, the problem of impetuousness can hurt me. For example, when doing math problems and math exams, I always make mistakes in the east and west.

The score is naturally not high. When I got home, my mother saw such a result and immediately criticized me. I was in an impetuous state. After listening to two or three sentences, I became angry and began to contradict my parents.

After dinner, my mother didn't listen to my tutoring at all, and I was thinking there. Suddenly my mother stopped and said, "I just said this question, please do it for me again!" " "I didn't listen to anything, because I was thinking and my eyes were fixed on this topic.

I scratched my head, but I still didn't know what to do. He said to his mother, "I won't."

My mother scolded me when she was angry. So I pushed my mother out, closed the door and lay in bed thinking, and soon fell asleep.

However, after I entered junior high school, I was completely different. I always accept my mother's teaching with an open mind, because I know it will benefit me a lot.

My attitude towards my parents has also improved. My mother criticized me in order to make me correct my shortcomings and hope to do better in the future. Before I do anything, I also consider the cause and effect. Such a good habit can keep me from joking.

I also have the habit of thinking calmly. This good habit has benefited me a lot. No matter doing homework or taking exams, my grades have been greatly improved. People are always changing. With the growth of age, there will always be new knowledge and understanding of some things! I'm changing, like magic. A few years ago, I seemed to disappear without a trace.

Now I am an open middle school student. I remember when I was in the third grade of primary school, I was very naughty. As soon as the summer vacation is over, my father will send me to milk.