Write a composition with a front description and a side description.

1. Write a composition with a front description and a side description. This morning, I came to my long-lost composition interest class with great interest.

I walked to the door of the composition interest class. When I opened the door, I was shocked by the embarrassing image in front of me: tables and chairs were messy, chalk dust and shiny pieces of paper were everywhere on the ground, and chalk and plastic bags were everywhere. I thought to myself: why haven't I seen you for weeks, and the classroom is like this? As soon as the students came in and saw the classroom, they all turned their heads.

How can we create a good writing environment in such a mess? Everyone finally decided to clean the classroom well before class. So the action began ... first, the division of labor.

Because male students are stronger, let them set the table, set the chair and tidy the table. Because the female students are meticulous, they are responsible for sweeping the floor and cleaning the table.

After the division of labor was completed, everyone was busy. Male students struggled to move the table, and the table kept creaking; Female students carefully swept the floor, and soon the "snowflake" was cleaned up.

Just as everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the careless male classmate accidentally dropped the chalk dust on the ground! Female students kept blaming him, blaming him for destroying their own labor results, although male students kept apologizing. Male students had to sweep the "regenerated snowflake" on the ground into the trash can by themselves.

Female students see this, no longer care about, knowing smile. When the teacher came, she was surprised to find that we were sweeping the floor diligently.

But the teacher didn't come in. She stood at the door and looked at us with a smile. She interposed a few words of praise from time to time: "You are so careful!" "Very clean!" Or give a few pointers: "It's not clean enough here." "The table here is not very good!" Like a commander, directing our labor.

Finally cleaned, the classroom at this time is very different from the classroom before cleaning: the clean floor, tables and chairs are placed in order, and there is no chalk dust on them, which is in sharp contrast with the original classroom! Watching them work hard, the students all smiled happily.

2. Composition: write about the people you know best, and describe them in a positive and profile way ~ 1. I remember the teacher vividly. Today's weather is so warm that people seem to be back in summer. I came to school and sat in my seat as usual. The students in my class were in chaos. It was not until the bell rang that it was a little quiet. There will be a new Chinese teacher today, and there is a lot of discussion about this teacher and students. I heard from other teachers that this teacher is a beautiful woman, who seems to have just graduated from university, is a writer's association and a talented woman. The students held their own curiosity to guess what kind of person the new Chinese teacher was, and it was not until a light footstep fell that I caught my attention. This teacher is really beautiful and exquisite, but she looks more like a glass doll and is very cute. The new Chinese teacher is surnamed Xu. She is wearing a dark blue women's suit. I can see at a glance that the suit she is wearing is not quite the same as 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 were searched out in my mind. When she came in, my classmates began to talk about her again. Teacher Xu only wrote three big characters on the blackboard, Xu, Xu. She whispered three 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 was very happy to integrate the students.

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 first started class with us until the end of a semester, and then we all got used to it. Maybe every teacher has a different style in class. 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 hot sun of * * * and sent 3 yuan money to others.

When I sleep at night, I can't sleep in bed. Mother is so 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, and my mother worked day and night for my warmth.

Students, I like rainy days. Do you prefer sunny or rainy days? If I say I like rainy days, then I think many people will say, "Are you crazy? This kind of question is also asked! What is good about rainy days? It is wet everywhere. How inconvenient it is to go out? " Yes, rainy days are not good, but I still hope it rains every day.

My father gave it to me. My father is the stationmaster of the town forestry station. He has nothing to do on weekdays, reading newspapers and drinking tea.

But several forest fires since last year have completely disrupted my father's life. Besides, my father seems to be neurotic. As soon as he hears the phone, he will jump out of his chair.

We all make fun of dad. Laughing at him is a bit of a fuss. Dad admitted that he was too nervous! But if * * * rings again, dad will jump up again.

Hey! Who can blame this? Isn't it the fault of those who use fire casually in the wild? I remember once, the whole family ate together, chatted for a while and then went back to their rooms to sleep. I don't know how long it took, but that urgent phone call pulled me out of my dream. I vaguely heard the sound of someone coming downstairs, then the door opened, the door closed and the motorcycle motor.

Soon, everything was calm again, and I had another sweet dream ... I woke up the next morning and found that only my mother was cooking breakfast in the kitchen. Hey, why don't you see dad? On weekdays, who gets up first is dad? But today ... I can't help asking, "Mom, where's Dad?" Mother said softly, "Your father went to put out the fire again last night. He didn't come back until four o'clock in the morning and was still sleeping.

Keep your voice down and let your father sleep more! ""Oh, no wonder, I heard someone go downstairs last night. I thought it was a dream! " "By the way, where is the fire?" "Dongshan village! It seems that a local villager burns ash in the mountains to make fertilizer during the day and still burns it at night. Besides, the mountains are really dry these days, and the flames burn when the wind blows. Fortunately, I found that the rescue was early, and then it was really unimaginable! " Mother said earnestly.

After a while, my father came downstairs. I was surprised to find that my father lost an eyebrow and a bunch of hair in front of him, as if he had been bitten by a mouse. This must be a souvenir of last night's fire fighting! Looking at my father's funny appearance, I laughed until tears came out. But dad still doesn't know what I'm laughing at. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and said hoarsely, "Silly boy, what's the happy event in the early morning!" " ""Of course there are happy events. We have a single-browed warrior in our family, haha! "... but to my surprise, in the days after that, my father was seldom as energetic as before. From time to time, I find that he is missing a few locks of hair or holes in his clothes, but it is often on sunny days.

Students, do you understand why I like rainy days now? Here, I sincerely appeal to you to pay attention to the use of fire in the wild for the happiness of thousands of families in Qian Qian.

4. Composition of positive description and profile description: Today's weather is so warm that people seem to have returned to summer. I came to school and sat in my seat as usual. The students in the class were in a mess until the bell rang. A little quieter. There will be a new Chinese teacher today. There is a lot of discussion about this teacher and students. I heard from other teachers that this teacher is a beautiful woman, who seems to have just graduated from university, is a writer's association and a talented woman. The students held their own curiosity to guess what kind of person the new Chinese teacher was, and it was not until a light footstep fell that I caught my attention. This teacher is really beautiful and exquisite, but she looks more like a glass doll and is very cute. The new Chinese teacher is surnamed Xu. She is wearing a dark blue women's suit. I can see 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 started talking about her again. Teacher Xu only wrote three big characters on the blackboard, Xu.

5. Write a composition with a front description and a side description. There is a little girl named Du Fu in the village. She has a red face and long eyelashes. She stood there like a blooming flower and walked like a lively lamb.

Little girls often pick all kinds of flowers on the hillside with friends, weave them into gorgeous garlands with dexterous little hands and wear them around their necks; Sometimes I put red flowers in my black hair. The wind blew, and the petals on the tree fell to the ground. The little girls squatted down, picked up the petals, stood by the river and scattered them in the middle of the river.

How happy the children are when the clear sea water floats forward with colorful petals! Du Fu pointed to the green peaks and the light blue rivers ahead and said to his friends, "Look, how beautiful our hometown is!" " .

6. Describing the composition of the scenery from the front and side has won the aura of the snow-capped mountains and the soul of the jade water. This is Guanyin Gorge.

Harmonious and beautiful, elegant and refined, this is Guanyin Gorge! -Inscription. It's beautiful here! Beautiful scenery, natural. Although the weather is not very sunny, Guanyin Gorge is still so beautiful.

A thin mist rose in the canyon, and the whole canyon seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze. At this time, Guanyin Gorge is permeated with a unique beauty.

This kind of beauty is hazy beauty, light beauty and light beauty. A breeze blew, a little green and a little fragrant.

I seem to have walked into a fairyland, mysterious and charming. I can't help but think of a poem: the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

Although I didn't witness the Guanyin Gorge in the sun with my own eyes, I guess the Guanyin Gorge at that time was by no means inferior to the elegance and chic now. The water in Guanyin Gorge is like a mirror of Miss Chun, so clear, so, so.

Whether it is a gurgling stream or a clear lake, it is singing a song, a natural song, a song praising spring. Why is the lake there so green? I guess, it should be that the maid around the fairy is too attached to the prosperity of the world and secretly goes down the lower bound. Are we going to settle here? Although the lakes in Guanyin Gorge are more beautiful than each other, Guanyin Waterfall is the most extraordinary.

Although this kind of volley waterfall does not have the grand momentum of "flying down three thousands of feet", it also ends the monotonous state of the waterfall in the past. Fresh and peaceful, like a jade belt falling from the sky; Like a lively deer jumping out of the mountains.

The water droplets splashed by the waterfall "are like pouring pearls of all sizes into a plate of jade", which is the sound of nature and nature. This kind of sound should only be heard in the sky. How many times can people hear it? There are thousands of willows in the spring breeze, and the scenery here is unique.

Fly to the canyon 3 million, so many beautiful mountains and rivers. With infinite good mood and infinite attachment, I left my footprints and laughter.

Goodbye! Guanyin gorge, a pure land on earth! Goodbye! Guanyin gorge, a paradise on earth.

7. Write a composition to describe the characters in a positive and profile way. 300 lovely younger brothers

I have a three-year-old brother. He is very cute. A pair of eyes like black grapes, a clever mouth and the appearance of a "little gentleman" really make people fail to see that he will do naughty and ridiculous things.

Just a few days ago, my mother was very strict about snacks because my brother was sick. Especially sugar, his mother seldom lets him eat it. He will pretend to be indifferent when he sees other children eating candy, but when he gets home, he will always say to me, "Sister! I want to eat sugar. " Seeing his pathetic appearance, I took advantage of my mother's absence and took out a pack of rubber candy I bought at noon from my schoolbag. My brother couldn't wait to tear open the bag with his teeth and sat down on the sofa to eat.

Looking at him like a little greedy cat, I was distressed and happy, and secretly said to myself, "Brother, don't get sick, or my sister will regret it." My brother doesn't care what I think. He has lost his gentlemanly demeanor and chewed cotton candy.

Before he could think much, his younger brother spoke again: "Sister, is there any gum?"

"Sister just bought a pack, and you have finished eating. When you are all ready, my sister will buy it for you, okay? "

"Oh," my brother walked away disappointed. I didn't think much, just watching TV alone.

But not long after, my brother came to me again, holding half a pink eraser in his hand, frowning and saying, "Sister, your gum is not sweet at all." When I saw it, I was frightened. I grabbed the eraser in his hand and quickly asked him to spit out his food. "quick! Spit it out. This is not sugar. It's an eraser, spit it out! " I was relieved when I found that my brother didn't swallow the eraser.

It turns out that this naughty brother went to my study to find candy again. He ate the little white sponge I just bought, which looked pink and gave off an eraser with an attractive fragrance like cotton candy.

He still frowned, and he couldn't tell the sugar from his hair. "Sister, this rubber candy is more fragrant than the candy you just ate, but it is not sweet at all." What he said, E799BE5BAA6E79FA5E98193E4B893E5B19E313335316439, made me laugh and cry. I pretended to be serious and said, "Don't eat indiscriminately next time!" "

This is my brother, a naughty and lovely brother.

8. Urging cattle is common, but it is also great.

Bull has horns on its head, slender limbs, strong body and slender tail. Young and strong cows can pull plows, cows can produce milk, cowhide can make shoes, and beef can be eaten.

It can be seen everywhere in the countryside. Cattle gave their lives to people, but silently died in the corner of the cowshed, asking for nothing in return.

No one will notice the death of a cow, and no one will remember what it did for the children after it died. Cows are like this, born in obscurity in the world, left in obscurity, but left many things to people.

But it never asks for anything, just a pile of hay and a cowshed. Mr. Lu Xun once said: "A thousand fingers are pointed, and you are willing to bow your head."

Cows eat grass, but milk it. This unknown cow reminds me of similar people in my life.

Farmers, factory workers and school teachers, like cows, work in obscurity, but rarely ask for anything in return. Without them, how can society continue to exist? Without farmers, people will have no food and vegetables to eat; Without workers, there would be no tall buildings; Students can't learn knowledge without teachers.

In the west, there are many such people. On July 26th, 2006, the Qinghai-Tibet Railway was opened, which reminded us of the volunteers who participated in the western development.

They endured freezing weather, drought and floods, which brought prosperity to the western part of the motherland. They insist on such a difficult thing.

But how much did they get in return? Don't we have such a spirit? In fact, as long as everyone works hard, everyone can be unknown and selfless. Dear cow, it is diligent, hardworking and selfless in obscurity.

Can be compared with pine trees and poplars; You can sit with the Four Gentlemen. Be sure to learn the spirit of cattle! Pine tree Pine tree is not as beautiful as a peach tree in spring, nor the huge leaves of a sycamore tree in summer, nor the golden coat of a ginkgo tree in autumn.

Just a pine tree in a simple green coat in winter. The leaves of pine trees spread out in clusters like needles, and each piece is sharp and powerful, as if supported by gods.

The fruit of pine trees is also very distinctive: it is oval and divided into layers of petals. The fruit is hidden in the home made of "straw", just like the soldier who protects the house, the umbrella and the canopy of the wind and rain.

Or the kind of belief that relies on force to support and protect the fruits. Peach trees show their full strength through peach blossoms in spring, while phoenix tree leaves all hope with its full green leaves in summer: Ginkgo tree shows its beauty with golden butterflies in autumn.

And pine trees just stand guard for us in obscurity in winter. In winter, we feel sad and sad when we see all the bare trees.

If we see a pine tree among many bare trees, we will be full of hope. Pine trees are straight, and no matter how bad the environment is, they still grow towering.

The branches of other trees are beautiful, but their integrity, simplicity and firmness are beautiful. This inner beauty is much more noble than the superficial beauty and the precious tree species pampered in the greenhouse.

People, like trees, are much greater than flowers growing in a "greenhouse" in order to become strong people with inner qualities like pine trees. So we should learn many intrinsic qualities of pine trees, such as integrity, simplicity and firmness, and be a noble person. Since ancient times, many people have praised the pine tree as a lofty symbol, and I have always admired it.

You see, no matter whether he is in the gap of a cliff or on solid land, as long as he has a seed-whether you planted it on purpose or dropped it at will, whether it was blown by the wind or dropped from the bird's mouth, in short, as long as he has a seed, no matter what the terrain is, whether it is cold or hot, he will thrive anywhere, and it needs neither fertilization nor irrigation. Pine trees Some people praise the graceful willows, others praise the evergreen holly, but I love cedar, the guardian of our school. As soon as you enter the school gate, you can see the row of vigorous and tall pine trees in front of the teaching building.

Approaching the cedar, the thick trunk is straight up and the bark is rough. The teacher told us: "Although it looks like this, the wood is actually very hard. Every two or three inches, a branch grows on the trunk, slowly descending around, but stubbornly standing up. There are many branchlets on the branches, and there are pine needles about an inch on them. This is the leaf of cedar. Many leaves are connected together, like a brush, and pine needles will prick people. If you are accidentally stabbed by it, you will scream with pain. This may be cedar. Cedar is shaped like a green "small pagoda". They look like "soldiers" and guard our school day and night.

In spring, cedars are full of vitality, and birds join in the fun. They are so happy and cheerful. In calling friends, trees are a good place for them to settle down, which has become a beautiful scenery of the school. In summer, long and sharp pine needles shine with spicy sunshine. On the physical education class, students chase and play in the vicious sunshine. When you are tired of playing, hide under the cedar, not to mention how cool it is. Looking up, the sun was shining directly. Autumn comes and winter comes, and the north wind whistles.

There are only bare trunks on the surrounding trees, and only our "guards" are still standing on the playground against the cold wind, blocking the cold wind for the students and letting them study in the classroom with peace of mind! This is the cedar of our school, and we are determined to protect this loyal "guardian" at all times, so that it can flourish and add luster to us! Pine trees People say that flowers are beautiful and charming, but I want to praise the indomitable pine trees. In autumn, the grass withered, the flowers withered, and many trees lost their leaves, but the pine trees still stretched their branches and leaves in the autumn wind and autumn rain.

Bundles of needle-like leaves in autumn.