Writing a composition in grade three is a very funny thing.

1. Third grade composition: an interesting thing, 100 words or so. When he found his face painted by me, he ran into the house. Dad ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. It's a pity that my father's beautiful face was painted like this when he saw watercolor paint and water all over the floor. Looking at him blankly is simply a slap in the face. Then I carefully drew a big "king" on my father's forehead, and then drew a string of golden stripes around my father's face in khaki. I first discovered the pigment. After painting, I felt happy for my "masterpiece" and sorry that my father's face was painted like this. I burst out laughing.

I remember when I was a child, I was very naughty when I came home. But painted on my father's face, making me look like a tiger. Look at my malicious smile, and I will tell you an interesting story when I was a child. I screamed, and my father looked at me inexplicably! It's interesting to think of it until now; But I still remember! How naughty I was when I was a child.

You see, of course not on paper, so a "bad" idea suddenly came into my little head. I saw my father sleeping in bed, that is, drawing Facebook. Just when I was looking at my "masterpiece" happily, my father suddenly woke up. He didn't care about the watercolor paint on his face, although it had been a long time, pen and water.

Writing in the third grade of primary school is an interesting thing.

I remember one day in the first grade, my father and I went to the suburbs to play together.

After a walk, we were a little tired, so we sat in a place to have a rest. Suddenly, I found an orange tree and told my father at once. Dad was so happy that he said excitedly, "There is fruit to eat!" " "He looked at it and suddenly sighed," This orange is not ripe yet, and it will taste very sour. "Dad said with great regret," The fruit is ruined! "Say that finish, dad went there to have a rest. I don't want to eat oranges, but I thought to myself: What should I do if the oranges are sour? Forget it, I don't care so much, as long as there is food. I quickly picked an orange, peeled it and ate a piece. " Oh, it's too sour. Dad was right. "I cried. Huh? What if dad smells? Let dad suffer, too. Hey, hey, let's get started! So I walked over with the orange and said to my father with a smile, "Dad, the orange fell from the tree. I ate a piece. It is delicious. Please try it! " "Dad with a grain of salt. I saw that he didn't believe me, so I tried to persuade him: "Dad, it's really sweet. Please eat quickly! " Dad slowly eats oranges into his mouth. "ah! Why is it so sour? My teeth are almost sour. " Dad shouted with a frown. "Ha ha, you have been cheated" I said with a smile. "You are a naughty boy!" Dad finished laughing.

How much fun we had today! Now that I think about it, I still laugh happily!

3. Writing in the third grade of primary school is an interesting thing. A very interesting thing happened in my family today.

At noon, my father is sleeping and I am watching TV. Suddenly I felt bored, so I came up with a boring and interesting game. I first took four colors of red, yellow, blue and green, then jumped on the bed, painted lipstick on my father's mouth with a red pen, painted my father's face with a yellow pen, painted my left eye hair with a blue pen, and finally painted my right eye hair with a green pen. In this way, I fixed my father's makeup.

Then, I watched TV again. When my father woke up and went to comb his hair, I laughed loudly. When he looked in the mirror, his face was flushed with shame and he didn't even dare to look up.

Well, interesting! An interesting thing-my father was "assassinated" after school. I said goodbye to my teacher and took a bus back to my warm home. I started doing my homework. After finishing my homework, I ate the delicious food cooked by my mother.

After dinner, my mother said to me, "Today is a special day!" " ""what day? " I asked curiously. Mom said loudly, "Today is the day when your father came back from Haikou! """Really!" Dad has been in Haikou for almost half a month on business, and my mother and I miss him very much.

"really! We have to surprise him! " Mom said with a smile. "Well, I'll give my father a special surprise-'plot against'."

I said with a mysterious smile. As soon as I got started, I took off my sleeves and made it excitedly: first, I made a "mousetrap" with a sponge and a plastic clip as a gift for my father.

I thought, "Dad will love my special gift. Thought of here, I can't help laughing.

Suddenly, a door interrupted my smile. I thought it must be dad, so I told mom to open the door and hide behind it. My father came in.

I held high my special gift, the mousetrap, and handed it to my father. Say loudly: "Dad! This is my special gift for you, please accept it. "

Who knows, as soon as my father received my gift, he was bitten by my gift, which made him scream. My mom and I both laughed, and my dad pretended to be angry! Mom quickly said, "well, I'll comfort you!" " Come and eat my snacks. "

I said, "I'll fill it out!" I thought to myself: Dad is most afraid of spicy food, so I put some spicy food in Dad's bowl. Dad's mouth was full of food, so I quickly poured a glass of water, but put a little salt in it. Dad felt salty when he drank it, but said, "My daughter poured it, so I must drink it."

The composition library gets full marks in junior high school and zero in college entrance examination. After a while, he ran to the bathroom and threw up. "how about it? Dear dad, is my welcoming ceremony very special and left a deep impression on you? " I asked innocently.

This is my "plot against" my father, a few interesting "little tricks". An interesting thing is that on May 1 this year, my parents and I went to Zhuhai to visit my grandparents.

I was ecstatic to follow my parents to my grandmother's house, because several cousins were there to play with me. Grandma has a dog, which I just saw this time. It has grown very big, looks like a German shepherd, looks fierce, and its eyes make people feel terrible.

When my cousins saw that I was so afraid of big dogs, they used this to scare me, because they knew dogs wouldn't bite. In the afternoon, my cousins and I went out to play, but the dog stood at the door and I was afraid to go out.

My cousin blocked the dog with his body before I dared to go out. After going out, I didn't see my cousin coming. I thought they wouldn't come. I was about to go back when the big dog came running. I thought the big dog was going to bite me. I was scared to death and ran back to my uncle's house.

Later, my cousins followed, laughing as they walked. I knew at a glance that I had been cheated by them, and I was angry and annoyed.

I opened the door, walked up to my cousins and asked angrily, "Why did you let the dog bite me?" After listening to my words, my cousins laughed even more wildly. After a while, a little cousin said, "That dog doesn't bite. As long as someone is running, it will chase after. " This is not! As soon as you stop, it stops! "Have this thing? I'm dubious.

I tried to get close to the big dog, and it was safe and sound. At this time, my hanging heart was put down.

No wonder my cousins laugh wildly, so that's it! Looking back now, it's ridiculous and interesting! An interesting thing is that there are two poles in front of grandma's house. Usually, when a swallow is tired, he will rest on the wire. The feathers on the swallow's back are black, the feathers on its belly are white, and its tail is parted like scissors. Standing on a pole is like a staff in music class.

Two of the swallows also built nests in grandma's corridor and gave birth to many swallows. One day, both swallows went hunting, and when they came back, they flew very low and almost touched the ground. I feel strange, because those two swallows usually fly very high, why do they fly so low today? Are you sick? I went to ask my mother, "Why do swallows fly low today?" Mother said, "Swallows feed on insects. When it's going to rain, there is a lot of water vapor in the air. Some bugs can only fly around near the ground. Insects on the ground are very active, so swallows fly low to hunt. So "swallows flying low" is a sign of rain.

The same is true of the folk proverb "Dragonflies fly low around the sky in groups, but it rains for three days". After listening to my mother's words, I suddenly realized.

An interesting thing One day, I was tired of playing outside and came home sweating. I want to watch TV for a while and have a rest. When I turned on the TV, I saw a very interesting program.

An English teacher is having a lesson about monkeys. There are some monkeys beside him. They are dressed and can understand people's words. The teacher clapped his hands and shouted, "Monkey, come up." Hearing this, the monkeys rushed over, some jumping on the lights and some playing on the swings. Some jumped on the teacher's shoulders and looked straight at their classmates with round eyes; Some people jump on the platform and use it as a stage to dance there! One of them is a monkey. It took the cigarette butt from the teacher and smoked it by itself.

The teacher was anxious and said, "Don't take my pipe apart." But this naughty monkey, hearing this, actually.

4. The composition of the third grade of primary school "A very interesting thing" The incident of catching crabs last summer vacation, in retrospect, still feels very interesting, very interesting.

It's a sunny day with white clouds floating in the sky. Our family came to the beach. My brother and I saw others catching crabs and joined them. I was looking around on the beach when I suddenly found a crab crawling past me. I think, let's see where you can hide. This crab has become my "tracking target" I followed the crab quietly. Crabs are jumping around on the beach as if looking for something. After a while, the crab seemed to find someone following it and suddenly hid in a crack in a stone. The pupils wrote "a very interesting thing". I turned around the stone several times, but I couldn't even see the shadow of the crab. I thought to myself: Can this crab fly and dig a hole in the ground? I turned the stone over. Ah! A large group of crabs fled everywhere. I turned over a few more stones, and there were many crabs below. Knowing the "hiding place" of crabs, I began to catch crabs. I launched an "attack" on a crab first. When I reached out to catch the crab, it immediately raised two big pliers and caught my fingers. "Oh, dear!" "Pain makes me scream. I shook it hard, but the crab wouldn't let go. My brother came up at once, pulled out two pliers from my finger and said, "It takes skill to catch crabs. "Press the top cover of the crab with your fingers first, and then hold the crab with your fingers from behind. So crabs can't catch you. " After listening to my brother's words, I learned my lesson and did as my brother said. After a while, I caught a lot of crabs at once.

How interesting it is to catch crabs! If you don't believe me, you can catch it.

5. Every time I think of an interesting story in the third grade composition, I feel both funny and regretful. Because of this, I became the "protagonist" in family jokes!

Here's the story. One day after school, I put my house key in the small bag of my schoolbag as usual. At this time, I found a hole in this small bag, so I simply tied a rope around my neck. Everything is fine! I skipped home, along the way, the key was thrown, accidentally thrown on my back. When I get home, I am used to touching the key around my neck. No, where did the key go? Yes! I thought it was in the steamed stuffed bun just now. I put down my schoolbag and started looking for it. The key seems to have evaporated in the world, but I can't find it. It's broken! I suddenly realized that I had lost my key! Because there is a hole in the schoolbag, I think it should have fallen on the road or been put on the school desk. Go and find it. If you are lucky, you should be able to find it. Without thinking much, I began to run to school. On the way, I looked almost everywhere where I could find the key, but I couldn't find it. So, with a glimmer of hope, I came to school and searched all the corridors and classrooms that passed by, but there was not even a shadow of a key. I have to go home disappointed. As I walked, I thought: If I go back to see my father, I will definitely get a scolding. Thinking, thinking, unconsciously returned to the door, and even bumped into someone. Looking up, it was Dad. "Dad." I let out a cry instinctively, and I looked a little flustered because of my guilt. "What's the matter? It looks like a lost soul. " "No, nothing." I'm still a little nervous, and I seem to stutter when I answer my father. "Ha ha, nothing is good, just saw your bag and the red scarf on the door, I thought you were hijacked! Why, where did you go to play again? "

I feel more nervous and sweaty. Suddenly I felt something tickling on my back, so I reached out and scratched.

"Hey, what's up?" Let me have a look at that "thing", huh! Isn't this the key I've been looking for? It's funny to think about it. Just now, I was tired and scared for this key and ran to my back.

"Ah! Boy, why don't you do your homework? " Dad asked me when he saw my strange expression.

Tell dad what just happened. Anyway, I found the key, so don't worry about being beaten. Thinking of this, I told my father what had just happened.

Dad was not angry, just smiled and said, "I want to reward you!" " ""what! Did I hear you right? What is the reward? "I am flattered to think that my father will reward me.

"Wait you will know. You wait and see! " Dad said with a mysterious expression.

At dinner, my father told my story to the whole family and made everyone laugh. Grandpa said I couldn't find a donkey when riding a donkey, and grandma said I was too careless to play.

My mother even criticized me, told me that it was the result of carelessness, warned me that I must get rid of this problem in the future, and asked me if I had confidence.

So this is what my father said. Although I made everyone laugh a little embarrassed, I understood that everyone said I was doing it for myself, so I nodded confidently.

6. Third grade composition, write something you think is ridiculous. Good things come quietly, and bad things follow.

Yesterday was an unusual day, a good day for me, but a bad day for my mother. Because two things happened, one was a good thing about me and my father (hey hey! All men), a bad thing is about mom and grandma (haha, all women, I tell you, women are "troublemakers"! )。

I just woke up in the afternoon and a good thing came quietly. The phone rang and my father said he would take me to play table tennis. This makes me very happy. I practice with my classmates at school every day, and my hands have long been itchy. I want to learn from my father and show him my "ball skills". Hum! It must have increased a lot. When I came to the stadium, I was defeated. It's really a "hero's useless place". Every time I started, my father stopped me and made me look like a failed rooster with no confidence at all. It turned out that my posture was wrong. Father put down the cricket board and patiently helped me correct it. With his guidance, my board was lethal again, and I regained my confidence. I will compete with my classmates again on Monday.

In the evening, we go to grandma's house for dinner. On the way back, we were caught in a heavy rain. My mother accidentally lost the 200 yuan cake coupon given by my grandmother. My mother was so distressed that she went downstairs to look for it several times. If my father and I hadn't stopped her, she would have wanted to look in the street. The result must be that she can't find it. My mother blames herself and has been unhappy. I guess she can't sleep at night.

There are inevitably good things and bad things in life. Don't be too happy about beautiful things. Maybe bad things will follow. Wasn't it like this in our house yesterday?

7. A funny story: a third-grade composition, 300 words. One afternoon, Jia and I went for a walk in the back garden. Suddenly, I found an "emerald" shining in the soil, so I quickly told Jia. She was very moved and quickly took a thick branch and began to dig. I also used it to dig. Unfortunately, there is only one or two minutes before class, so I have to go back to the classroom.

On a sunny afternoon the next day, I remembered the green emerald again, so I called Jia. We found the land, took a branch and dug it up. We dig harder and harder. After a while, the "emerald" began to loosen. I gave it a hard hand: "Shit! It turned out to be beer bottle fragments! Hey! The cooked duck flew! I am so angry! " So we both ran back to the classroom angrily.

I finally know that there is no pie in the sky.

This is really an interesting thing!