Stories I heard (composition)

Whenever I don’t do well in exams, my mother will say sadly: "Baby, are you not smart enough? No, then why do you get such a simple question wrong? People are not born stupid. . You are not born smart. Genius lies in hard work, and wisdom lies in accumulation. As long as you work hard, a hammer can be ground into a needle." At this time, my mother told me the story of "The stupid bird flies first."

The content of the story is as follows:

In ancient times, there was a man named Zhang Xuecheng who was stupid since he was a child. The teacher asked him to endorse, but he stood there blankly, without saying a word, and often got slapped by the teacher. His classmates all laughed at him, but he said: "Although I have a poor memory, as long as I am willing to pay attention, I will definitely learn well." Others can read articles that are familiar to them a few times, but he has read them hundreds or thousands of times. If he didn't understand anything, he would copy it and ask the teacher or look up information. While his friends were playing, he was concentrating on reading. His hard work paid off, and his knowledge made great progress, and he also wrote many works that will last forever.

After listening to this story my mother told me, it inspired me a lot. I want to be like Zhang Xuecheng, who can endure hardships in study and withstand temptation when others are playing. Make your mind up and concentrate on your studies; you should study hard and ask questions that you don't know, and ask teachers, classmates, and parents for advice; don't be proud of the questions that you feel you have mastered, and strive to remember them more firmly and do better. Comments on the story I heard

There lived a mother fox and a little fox in a cave. The little fox was hungry and cried to the mother fox for food, "Woo-woo-mom, I'm hungry.

"Just wait, mother will find something delicious for you."

"Mother Fox turned over." One mountain, two mountains, and a third mountain, and finally we came to the village where grapes grow.

"I'm sorry, my child is crying from hunger. Let me pick a bunch of grapes.

" Mother Fox said, jumped up on the grape trellis and picked a large bunch of grapes. , hurriedly ran towards the mountains.

After climbing over one mountain, over two mountains, and over the third mountain, home is in front of us. The mother fox heard the little fox’s cry, but it couldn’t run anymore. , put the grapes under a tree and sat down to rest.

Suddenly, the sound of barking dogs came from the distance, and the hunter came after him with his dogs! what to do? The mother fox shouted loudly: "Woo-woo, run away if you are in danger!" The little fox heard her mother's cry and hurriedly escaped from the cave and fled into the mountains.

Later, the little fox searched for her mother everywhere in the mountains. In one or two years, the little fox grew up unknowingly.

One day, the little fox came to a tree near the cave where he lived with his mother, and found a bunch of grapes growing under the tree. He tasted one and said, "Ah! It's so sweet!" The little fox thought of his mother's words again: "Just wait, mother will find food for you right now." So, the little fox let go of his voice and shouted to his mother who didn't know where he was: " Mom, thank you! "... Listening to Others Tell Stories Essay of about 350 words

On a sunny morning, the mother bird and her children were playing happily in the woods.

Suddenly, the mother bird saw a birdcage hanging on the balcony of a house not far away. There was a little bird in the birdcage, and the little bird seemed to be looking at the mother bird.

Only then did the mother bird realize that it was time to teach her children a lesson in self-protection.

So, the mother bird found a small blackboard, hung it on the tree, and then drew a picture on it.

A birdcage, a bird, a slingshot.

The little birds looked at their mother with wide curious eyes and asked: "Mom, what are you doing!" "I am about to teach you a lesson. You must listen carefully!" After saying that, the mother bird picked up the pointer and started teaching the children: "Children, you are all growing up day by day. In the near future, you will leave your mother's arms and fly to the broad world.

Although the vast world is beautiful, there are also dangers.

If you don’t take better precautions, you will be caught and put in a birdcage like this.

In this way, you will lose your freedom and never see your mother again! The little birds said in unison: "Mom, don't worry, we understand."

"Looking at every move of the mother bird, I thought: Some people really shouldn't use shotguns or slingshots to capture the birds, let the birds lose their freedom, and base their own happiness on their pain.

Birds are friends of mankind, we must protect them

Let us start from ourselves and create a world where people and animals live in harmony. I like the composition! The story I heard

The story is like this: In a poor village, there was a little girl, her name was "Anna"

Her mother could not feed her. She had to give it to someone else.

The new mother was very kind to her and gave her good food and drink.

One day, the new mother asked Anna to come back. I visited my old mother and gave Anna a big piece of bread, so she set off.

On the way home, she had to pass through a swamp. Anna was afraid that her clothes and shoes would be dirty, so she took the bread. Put on the swamp, she walked up to the bread. When she was about to take the second step, she and the bread sank together. Finally, Anna sank to the bottom and turned into a stone. Although she became a stone, her Her heart was still alive and she could still think about things. At this moment, a tear suddenly fell on Anna's head, and then many tears fell. These tears were from Anna's mother.

Mother said: Anna, you. You shouldn't trample bread under your feet.

At this time, the mother's voice disappeared, and now there was only another little girl who listened to her story and cried for her.

She asked: "Will Anna never come back?"

Anna heard this and thought: The door to the earth will never be opened for me again.

At this time, a light came from Anna's head, and a little crow flew out of the swamp. It spent the winter in a crack in the wall, but it still went out to look for food. People left bread crumbs in front of the door. It only ate a little, and the rest was eaten by other birds. When it gave up the 130th grain of bread, its black wings turned white.

Ah! I caught a snow-white swan and flew into the distance.

This story tells us not to waste food.

I hope you will adopt it. Your adoption is my support. Thank you. Wish you good luck in 2016... An essay about making up stories by listening to sounds

1. Frog’s Birthday One morning, as the sun just rose, the morning glory was awakened by the frog’s croaking sound.

Just listen to "tick tick, tick tick..." The morning glory blew her trumpet and woke up all the small animals in the forest

After a while, the puppy. Get up.

He heard the frog singing and ran over with the music.

The puppy lowered his head and asked with a smile: "Frog, what are you happy about? Come and listen! The frog raised his head and said mysteriously: "Keep it secret."

"After that, the frog continued to sing.

After a while, the little rabbit got up.

He heard the frog singing and followed the music. He ran over.

He blinked his beautiful big eyes and asked kindly: "Frog, tell me what you are happy about!" The frog raised his head and said mysteriously: "Keep it secret."

"After that, the frog continued to sing.

Many animals got up, and they also heard the frog's croaking song, and they all ran over after the song.

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Everyone was very curious.

You said something and I said it, and the discussion started.

Some said: "The frog must be participating in the singing competition!" Some said: "The frog may be going to be a bride!"... The frog listened to the discussions of his companions, He chuckled.

The frog raised his legs and said, "Friends, today is my birthday. Are you willing to celebrate me with a song?" Everyone said in unison: "Okay!" The puppy sang woof woof. , the old cow sang moo, the lamb sang bleat... I don't know when, the birds in the woods also let go of their singing voices, and sang a clear and melodious song for the frog.

The frog smiled sweetly.

I hope this helps you... Write a composition about the story you heard about the Little Mermaid

The story of the mermaid is deep, deep under the sea, and there is a majestic castle inside. There lived six mermaid princesses. They were all very beautiful, especially the youngest princess. She had long golden hair and was more beautiful than her sisters. She liked to listen to her sisters talk about many new things on the sea. Therefore, the little princess I often think that one day I can go to the sea and see it myself.

After waiting and waiting, on the little princess's fifteenth birthday, she quietly swam to the sea. There was a large boat on the sea, and many people on the boat were holding a grand birthday party.

People on the boat toasted: "Prince! Happy birthday to you!" The prince was majestic, handsome and handsome.

The mermaid princess is also fascinated by it.

But... suddenly, "Whoo!" a strong wind blew up and the ship capsized. The prince also fell into the sea and drifted to the sea.

"Oops! If you don't save the prince quickly, his life will be in danger!" So the mermaid princess spent a lot of effort to save the prince to the shore.

"Prince! Wake up!" the mermaid princess said, touching the prince's hand.

At this time, the mermaid princess heard footsteps approaching, and hid behind the rock. A girl came. She was surprised when she saw the prince lying on the beach. The prince quickly passed away under her careful care. Just woke up.

The prince smiled at the girl and said: "Thank you! You saved my life.

"The mermaid princess was very sad after hearing this: "Prince, I am the one who saved you." Ah! "The mermaid princess couldn't forget the prince, because she was a mermaid and couldn't get close to the prince, so every night, she swam outside the castle and watched the prince from a distance.

The mermaid princess said to herself: "I really want to become a human being!" So the mermaid princess went to ask the witch to help her achieve her wish.

The witch said: "I have a way to turn you into a human, but when your tail turns into feet, it will be as painful as a knife when you walk. Also, if the prince marries someone else, , you will turn into bubbles and die.

" In addition, the witch also hopes that the mermaid can give her her beautiful voice.

"Okay! As long as I can be by the prince's side, nothing will matter!" So the mermaid princess swam to the shore of the castle, drank the witch's medicine, and felt very sad and fainted; After an unknown amount of time, the mermaid princess's tail slowly split into two legs.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?

" When the mermaid princess slowly opened her eyes, the person in front of her was actually the prince; but the mermaid princess could not answer because she had already The voice was given to the witch.

The prince brought the mermaid princess back to the castle and dressed her in gorgeous clothes.

"What a beauty!" Everyone in the castle praised the mermaid princess for her beauty. Although the mermaid princess could not speak or sing, her beautiful dancing attracted everyone's attention, but no one Knowing that the mermaid princess endured the pain in her feet to entertain the prince and everyone.

The prince treated the mermaid princess like a sister, taking good care of her.

One day, the prince took the mermaid princess to a neighboring country, where he was rescued after falling into the sea last time; the prince went to meet the girl.

The prince said very happily: "She saved my life, so I want to marry her.

"No! No! Prince, I saved you. "Ah!" the mermaid princess shouted, but the prince still couldn't hear her.

The prince finally married the girl.

On the ship returning home, the mermaid princess cried sadly. At this time, the voices of her sisters came from the sea: "In order to save you, we asked the witch and exchanged our hair for this sword. , you use it to kill the prince, and if you apply the prince's blood on your feet, you will turn back into a mermaid.

"You must have the courage to do it, otherwise you will become a mermaid early tomorrow morning." Die in a bubble.

"The mermaid princess made up her mind to enter the prince's palace while he was sleeping; but looking at the peaceful face of the prince, she could not make the move.

At dawn, the mermaid princess said to herself on the deck: "Prince! Goodbye.

So the mermaid princess's body slowly transformed into many colorful shapes. of bubbles.

The dawn light shines on the bubbles, and the figure of the mermaid princess seems to rise and disappear in the bubbles.

"My lovely sister, where is she!" The prince was looking for the mermaid princess everywhere.

The mermaid princess who turned into air just looked at the prince and flew deep into the pink clouds with great satisfaction! The story I heard is "Learn to Give First" Essay of 300 words

"Learn to Give First" Essay of 300 words Sometimes, people are always thinking: How much can I get? But few people think about: How much have I done and how much have I let others get? Please stop complaining that others give you too little in return at work. Before that, you should carefully think about how much you care and pay for them.

When others have trouble at work, do you enthusiastically help them solve it? When others have misfortune in life, do you warm them with your love?

If you have done all of the above, everyone has reason to believe that you will win the trust of others.

I saw this story: There was a man walking in the desert for two days.

Encountered a sandstorm on the way.

After a blast of sand blew by, he could no longer recognize the correct direction.

Just when he couldn't hold it anymore, suddenly, he came out of an abandoned hut.

He dragged his tired body into the house; it was a small, airless room with some rotten wood piled inside.

He walked to the corner of the house almost in despair, but unexpectedly found a water pump.

He excitedly stepped forward to draw water, but no matter how hard he pumped, he couldn't get even a drop out.

He sat slumped on the ground, but saw a small bottle with a cork blocked by the water pump. There was a yellowed note on the bottle. The note said: You must use water. Pour it into the water pump to divert water! Don’t forget to refill the water before you leave! He uncorked the bottle and found that the bottle was indeed filled with water.

His heart began to war at this time - if he was selfish and just drank the water in the bottle, he would not die of thirst and would be able to walk out of this room alive! If he followed the note and poured the only water in the bottle into the water pump, if the water never came back, he would die of thirst here... Should he take the risk? Finally, he decided to pour all the water in the bottle into the shabby-looking water pump, and drew the water with trembling hands. A large amount of water really poured out! After he drank enough water, he filled the bottle with water, sealed it with a cork, and then added his own words behind the original note: Trust me, it really works.

Before getting, you must first learn to give.

Life is like this. If we don’t fill the pump with water first, we won’t get a large amount of water coming out; if we don’t pay first, we won’t get anything in return.

Many times, when we expect to get something, we must give first.

If you want to get the sincere friendship of others, you must treat your friends with the same sincerity; if you want to be recognized by your boss, you must work hard, make achievements, and let him see you. performance; if you want to win the heart of your beloved, you must be willing to spend time understanding his or her hobbies and cater to his or her preferences... There is no free lunch in the world, and nothing will fall from the sky. Pie, so don’t expect such a miracle to happen to you, just work down-to-earth and live seriously and responsibly.

Always believe that whatever you put in, you will get something.

As long as you work hard, you can always appreciate the sweetness of the harvest.

... Composition on listening to my mother tell stories about my childhood

"We are strangers in a foreign land, and we miss our loved ones every festive season."

Mother’s Day is approaching, and I am helpless as I study in a foreign country.

I have no choice but to stay with my mother who has worked so hard to bring me up. I have no choice but to wash my mother’s silver hair that has been abandoned by time.

At this time, it was almost dusk.

It was raining heavily outside the window, the deafening thunder could be heard, and lightning pierced the sky.

At this time, the weather is like my mood. I am thinking about my relatives far away and my great mother.

I dialed the number, but the phone only made a beeping sound, but there was no response.

I’m anxious, why can’t I get through? Did mom change her number? When I was still deep in thought, the familiar voice interrupted my thoughts: "Mom, happy holidays.

" Mom thanked me, her voice was more vicissitudes than before, I seemed to see her face There is another wrinkle on the face.

The wind was howling outside, and I quietly listened to my mother talk about her childhood.

"Xiao Wei, do you still remember that you were very naughty and willful when you were a child? No matter what your mother taught you or said to you, you were indifferent.

Whenever you play basketball with your friends , I was dirty when I came back, and I took a free shower with sweat all over my body. I still had a bad temper and said to my mother: "You want a cold drink."

"I don't agree, but you make me more uncomfortable.

In fact, mom is also doing it for your health.

Later, in order to avoid me, go to hell I stayed at my aunt's house for a few days.

When you came back, you apologized to your mother.

This was the most surprising time for you.

Ask me: "Mom, am I a bad boy? Will you love me and love me as much as you did before?"

"Silly boy, you will always be mother's "baby". No matter what you do wrong, no one can change the relationship between our mother and child.

"The night is getting deeper and the rain is Still kept going.

In this dormitory, there are only a thousand words that my mother and I can't express, adding a bit of warmth to this wind and rain.

Time can wash away any memory of mine, but it cannot wash away my longing for my mother.

...A composition about listening to tutoring stories, 500 words.

Sample essay: 1 I don’t know since when, I have something on my mind. The thin notepad has a small lock, I am more cautious when I speak and do things, and I am less cautious than before. Being naive and impulsive, I learned how to be careful when dealing with others.

I wonder if as people grow older, they have to bear more and more pressure, and things cannot be as simple and smooth as they were when they were young.

As we grow older, we no longer indulge in the games of the past.

The play house of childhood has long been unfamiliar to us.

The flirting we had when we were children will not change in a hundred years, and it has long become a joke to us. Now we never dare to make any promises to others casually, and in the past everything Everything has become history.

When you look back suddenly, you realize that all this has already gone away from you.

Yesterday I had an quarrel with Yue over a small matter. Today I still maintain a "distance" when I meet Yue. I know that if I have a falling out with Yue, I can't be like when I was a child. I had a falling out this morning and still remain in the afternoon. You can hold hands and play together.

As we grow older, we no longer are childish and innocent, but gradually mature and grow up.

Self-esteem is also increasing day by day.

Sometimes you make a mistake, no matter whose fault it is, you will not apologize to anyone easily.

After a falling out, it will be difficult to play freely as before. Instead, there will be an added awkwardness between each other. After a long time, there will be an extra layer of separation.

"Time can dilute everything?" But can it dilute the conflicts between Yue and I? After bidding farewell to Ming in tears today, Ming boarded the train heading north, and we have been separated by a world from now on. The so-called saying "It's hard to meet but also hard to say goodbye" was vividly reflected in this farewell, precisely because The pain of separation makes us cherish the togetherness we have now even more.

As we grow up, we have our own ideals and pursuits. No one will stay too long for an unnecessary station. It is precisely because of our pursuit that no matter how good we are in the past, Friends are separated now. The good ones may become better in the future, but the bad ones may become like strangers when we see each other in the future.

In the last monthly exam, Jun won the title of first in the class, his vanity was extremely inflated, and his popularity was "an instant success", while Cheng "won" the title of the last in the class. "Championship", with such results, Cheng didn't shed tears, because he understood that men don't shed tears lightly, and if they want to shed tears, they can only be shed in the heart.

As a result, Cheng suffered from dementia in the class for several days.

``````Growing up is like this, there is laughter and crying, joys and sorrows and separation.

In the passing years, we have gained and lost too much. Every smile of victory and every cry of grievance have made us understand a lot.

In the days when we get together with friends, we learn to be patient, when we are sad and shed tears, we learn to get up, and when we achieve results, we learn to be humble.

`````Behind everyone's growth, there is a story of their own. It is a story written with smiles, tears, success and failure as a score.

When I was 2 years old, I was innocent and innocent.

We also made a lot of jokes. Thinking about it now, the memory is still fresh.

My parents are very busy at work, so I went to kindergarten at the age of two and a half.

At that time, Teacher Hou was in class, and I didn’t know how to listen.

One day, the children were drawing, and I was rocking the chair below.

The chair swayed and fell, and I knocked on the corner of the table. My teeth cut a hole in my tongue, and the skin on my lips was scratched, and bright red blood flowed out.

There was no way to apply medicine or bandage, so I had to endure it.

I didn’t shed a single tear.

The next day, my mouth was swollen like a pig's mouth, so I went to kindergarten as usual.

As soon as I learned to speak, my mother told me to speak when I see people I know.

A woman who is about the same age as her mother is called "aunt", and a woman who is about the same age as her grandma is called "grandma"... Another day, the kindergarten was over, and I went to the school where my grandma worked.

The teachers gathered around and asked me what I called them.

I opened my eyes wide and saw that some were called "aunt" and some were called "grandma".

Teacher Ren came over and asked me what I wanted to call her. I looked at her for a long time and found that she was older than my mother and younger than my grandma. I improvised a name for her, "Grandma".

As soon as I called "Grandma", everyone present laughed.

To this day I still call her "Grandma".

When I was in first grade, I started learning computers from my grandma.

I learned to input Chinese characters, use Word to organize pages, and use Excel to edit various forms. I can also use Word to make a simple electronic tabloid! My greatest pleasure is browsing the Internet.

I applied for a free online e-mail and the "Online Composition Book for Primary School Students". There are already dozens of my "masterpieces" in the composition book.

Recently, the "Change" I wrote has been published on the "Online Composition for Primary School Students" website.

One day after school before the summer vacation this year, I was searching for information on the Internet in the computer room of the school.

The English teacher (my master, he taught my father, so I call him this) asked me to find middle grade English exercises for him.

I quickly searched it using "Baidu".

Open it and see that it is a compressed file.

First download it to the E drive. After the download is completed, find it and unzip it.

The master looked at the title and said: "Linlin, that's it.

Arrange the pages and print them out with a printer.

"I pressed the master's button Did what was said.

The teachers who were watching looked at it and said, "This little thing is better than us!" I heard the teachers' praise and I was very proud.

But I will never be proud and will continue to work hard.

Childhood is beautiful, splendid and colorful.

These things are wonderful memories for me.

One day before the Spring Festival, my mother took me to the bookstore to buy books.

I looked around for a long time, but I still couldn’t select the book I wanted.

"Child, have you made your choice?" Unknowingly, my mother stood behind me.

"I don't know which book to choose, forget it, let's talk about it next time.

"My child, mommy will tell you a story about her childhood!" "Okay. , I like to listen to your stories the most, especially the stories of your childhood!” “When my mother was a child, her family was not rich and she had no money to buy books.

Sometimes she would go to the houses of neighbors, relatives and friends to play and read. When I find a good book, I borrow it and read it, and usually I have to return it the next day, so I often stay up late at night with a kerosene lamp on to read it.

"It was really hard for you back then."

But the cultural level of farmers at that time was not very high. Why did they need books? " "You may laugh after hearing this. At that time, most people's books in the countryside were used to ignite fires. Therefore, the borrowed books either have a beginning but no tail, some have a tail but no beginning, and some are completely torn off in the middle.

Because of this, my mother always reads them. After finishing a book, I kept imagining how it would begin, how it would end, and what would happen in the middle. This inadvertently cultivated my mother's imagination!" Mom said proudly.

"Oh, no wonder your articles are so good!" "My child, you grew up smelling the fragrance of books. Your generation is so happy. There are so many books for you to read in the bookstore. You can also learn more from the Internet.

You have to take advantage of it!" "Okay, Mom, I will definitely take advantage of my happy life now!" I said firmly.

"Okay, that's good.

Let's go, mom will buy you a copy of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"!" After leaving the bookstore, I recalled what happened to my mother when she was a child, and then thought about it. Thinking about our happy life now, I think our generation is so lucky.

Therefore, we must study hard, grow into useful people to society, and create a better learning and living space for our next generation! ...

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