Write a 600-word introduction composition.

1.profile 600 words describe the scenery, and the wind is holding the rain star, as if looking for something on the ground and bumping into the east and west.

"It's raining!" A classmate shouted. I saw it raining in Mao Mao outside the window, and the raindrops seemed to be playing a little waltz. I can't help being tempted by the world outside the window.

The sky is raining tirelessly, and the hazy rain and fog gently cover the whole campus. Rain drops from the sky like ten thousand silver lines and gently hits the window, forming a beautiful bead curtain.

It's time to finish school. We came to the front hall of the teaching building and saw the colorful school gates. Oh, that's my parents' umbrella.

So after going through five levels and beheading six generals, I managed to squeeze into my father's car ... After a while, it began to rain heavily, as if to stop all the people on the road. ..... Towards evening, the rain stopped.

The next morning, the continuous spring rain began to rain again. Raindrops, like thin embroidery needles, wear in every corner and fall on leaves, spinning like beads. At this time, the city was immersed in silence, and my heart calmed down.

Yangliuqing falls after the rain. On the green grass, all kinds of flowers are blooming in the rain. Roses, Chinese rose flowers, winter jasmine flowers, lilies ... they sit around as if they are beautiful, and they seem to be discussing how to show people more beautiful spring. This is really "a good rain like a season, when spring happens." Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently! "The rain is weak, it is the lightest thing in the world, and it can't knock down heavy reinforced concrete buildings.

And the tile house, with raindrops on it, jingled and immediately made a pleasant sound. People who live in huts are also blessed to be close to nature in the rain.

When the rain is sudden, the sound is generous and violent, just like hundreds of horses singing together, Malik gallops. As the rain slows down, the sound becomes weaker and seeps into your heart gently, like the breeze in your ear in warm spring. These tiles seem to be specially laid for rain. They play dutifully, and the hearts of those who listen to the rain will overflow with endless affection.

People like to sit quietly and listen to the rain when their hearts are full of nostalgia and regret. The old people have the ambition of "lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain and dreaming of the iron horse glacier"; Dying beauty has the bitterness of "raindrops brighten yellow leaves and lights illuminate my bald head"; Acacia lovers have the vision of "the phoenix tree is raining, and it will drop at dusk"; Affectionate poets have the daydream that "the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers."

Rain has become an emissary for people to decorate their feelings and place their wishes. In my spare time, I was lucky enough to go back to the place where I used to listen to the rain.

It happened to be raining lightly that day, and I heard the familiar and unfamiliar sound of rain. In the mist, there is a strange mood in the rain, and we haven't communicated for a long time.

It keeps me away and shows me that it is strange to me, but I can feel the breath of its existence from the deepest part of my consciousness. There is a sense of carefree waking from a dream and a sense of vicissitudes after confusion.

Oh, what I met in the rain was the self separated from time and space, and it was telling me everything before. I hesitated. I asked myself: Who am I? Still the old me? There is a saying: "Young people listen to singing on the rainy floor, and the red candle is faint."

In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. "Different life situations make people feel different when listening to the rain.

However, listening to the rain is all about listening to the dialogue of the soul, listening to the flow of true feelings and listening to the flow of years. In addition to the echo of the years, the sound of rain also brings regrets of the past and melancholy that I want to talk about again.

It seems that only in the light rain of this tile house can the soul breathe and life continue. The sound of rain is still echoing, just like my real heartbeat ... It's raining, so I put my hand out of the window and touch the heartbeat of rain.

A refreshing coolness suddenly purified all the thoughts in my mind. Rain man slipped down from the invisible slide in the sky and fell to the ground, immediately splashing crystal water. How happy they are! I watched all this happily, as if I had joined their team. We danced together and blossomed on the ground together.

There was a faint fragrance in the distance, which made me go back to the beginning, deeply rooted in my heart and hard to erase. The rain stopped suddenly, and I was shocked-the rain man disappeared, the splash disappeared, the laughter disappeared, and nothing disappeared. I'm back in the real world. I'm still me, a child with bones and flesh, not the crystal rain man just now.

Everything just now, as if it were a wonderful dream, is still unfinished. Oh, it's going to rain again, and the rain man is going to fall from the sky again.

2. Ask for a 600-word article, combining the front description and the side description, for reference only. I hope my teacher has left since the sixth grade, and the fierce art teacher has finally left! But it's an old man! His surname is Wang, but I don't know his real name.

It's just that he asked us to call him Mr. Wang, so I only know his last name. I can see that he is in his fifties and forties.

From the beginning, he talked a lot about martial arts, and most of them were swearing words about martial arts! It's like satirizing us "city people" to piss me off! In the first art class, "Ding Lingling ... Ding Lingling ... the bell rang, because Miss Wang came and went in a hurry.

I finally got a good look at him-well, his hair is sparse and he doesn't buy a bottle of Bawang wash. It is estimated that the public capital is small, and he is saving money! A scholar hat buckled on his dark face. Like the old man in the 1980s, he is behind the times! However, in the second art class, the teacher came to the back door of our classroom with a bunch of art books. I'm really afraid his bones will fall apart. However, it is unnecessary to be careful.

I saw the teacher smiling and said that the painting level in our class was not bad! It seems that the teacher has a good temper. To tell you the truth, I often get high marks in my art homework, and my teacher always calls my name on the "honor list", let alone how happy I am! Since this teacher took an art class, I love art even more. I can't wait to go to art class now! I have a younger sister, my cousin. Her name is Yang Yilin. We all call her Linlin. She is nine years old.

It's cute, so it's very likable. My cousin is eloquent and eloquent. She quarreled with others and won again and again. Neighbors said that she would study hard in the future. However, unexpectedly, last year, she couldn't keep up with the first volume of primary school.

I look for reasons for her. First, my aunt and uncle spoil her so much that everything is left to my cousin. Second: My aunt and uncle are lax in discipline. My cousin can play whenever she wants and watch TV whenever she wants. Every time I do my homework, I drag my feet, cram for it, or even finish it. There is no movement at all. Third: Cousin didn't pay attention to study. Sometimes praised by teachers, too proud. As soon as I get home, I will talk about this and that.

She always thinks that what she thinks, says and does is right and never cares about others. Linlin is also good at deceiving others.

Once, she got full marks in the exam, and all the teachers in the school praised her. She was so happy that when she got home, she shouted, "Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, Dad, Sister ... I told you that I got a hundred points in the exam and the teacher praised me! Do you think I am strong? " At this time, if we don't talk well, she will hide under the table and won't get up no matter what we say.

So I can only say: awesome. I asked her again, "since your academic performance is so good, why don't you hang two pens on your shoulder?" "The teacher hasn't finished sending it yet!" I feel very strange: it's almost the end of the term, why hasn't my sister's teacher finished sending it? Oh, so she's lying to me. How could I forget that she is a master liar! I have a lovely but naughty neighbor. He is younger than me, only eight years old, in the third grade of primary school. His name is Mu Yuan Chen.

Supposedly, he should call my brother, but he won't shout. He just called my nickname "Haozi", which means "mouse". I scolded him for it, but he always ignored it.

Recently, I have been fascinated by TV series, and my speech has become naughty. Once, I said to him, "Chen Muyuan, shall we play football together?" I saw him pouting and looking up as if he were thinking something.

Suddenly, he smiled and said to me, "All right". When I turned to get the ball, two more words "fart" popped up in his mouth.

He was obviously playing a trick on me, and I was furious, but when I turned my head, he had already run away. It turned out that he was ready, hey! This little rascal.

He loved to play four-wheel drive since he was a child. He has a collection of four-wheel drive equipment, so he often repairs the four-wheel drive himself. Young as he is, he is far superior to me in repairing four-wheel drive.

Once, I went to his house to play and saw him absorbed in his desk work. I thought he was doing his homework, so I didn't want to disturb him. Who knows, he is concentrating on repairing the four-wheel drive.

I saw him sweating profusely, his mouth closed, and sometimes he bit his teeth, as if he had exhausted all his strength. Some sweat on my nose, a pair of big eyes, staring at the four-wheel drive.

Judging from his concentration, he really looks like an expert in repairing four-wheel drive. My neighbor is naughty and lovely.

I have a younger sister, who is my uncle's daughter. She has a pair of big black eyes, and her eyebrows hang on her red face like a crescent moon.

She is lovely and beautiful, and she is a caring little girl. Once, I went to grandma's house and she happened to be there.

So we had a good time. After a while, a kitten came. It doesn't know why, but it always barks there.

My sister asked me doubtfully, "Sister, what is this kitten saying?" I'm confused, too I thought about it and said, "Maybe it's hungry, or it's thirsty." When my sister heard this, she said unhappily, "You see how pathetic it is. Let's find something to feed it.

"I advised her that there was leftover liver in grandma's cupboard. Hearing this, she jumped into the room with a bandage on.

Soon, she took out several pieces of liver. I thought she would throw the liver on the ground, but I found that she squatted down and put it in her mouth and bit it into many small pieces.

I asked her strangely, "Zhang Ran, what are you doing?" As she bit, she said, "Sister, I'm going to be bitten by a kitten. I ate too much and I was afraid it would choke. " Then she seriously put the broken liver on the ground for the kitten to eat.

Watching the kitten eat so delicious, it seems to say, "Well, it's delicious." I smiled happily and my sister giggled.

My little sister is really cute, although she is only 5 years old. She has a kind heart. As a sister, I really should learn from her.

My grandfather is over seventy years old, but he still attaches great importance to credit. As long as it is a rest day, I always go to play with my grandfather.

He will also ride a tricycle to pick me up to play in his work unit and often buy me some delicious food. Once, I told my grandfather to go to his company next Sunday.

3. The landscape composition described by 3.profile 600 words is like looking for something on the ground and bumping into the west.

"It's raining!" A classmate shouted. I saw it raining in Mao Mao outside the window, and the raindrops seemed to be playing a little waltz. I can't help being tempted by the world outside the window. The sky is raining tirelessly, and the hazy rain and fog gently cover the whole campus. Rain drops from the sky like ten thousand silver lines and gently hits the window, forming a beautiful bead curtain.

It's time to finish school. We came to the front hall of the teaching building and saw the colorful school gates. Oh, that's my parents' umbrella. So after going through five levels and beheading six generals, I managed to squeeze into my father's car ... After a while, it began to rain heavily, as if to stop all the people on the road. ..... Towards evening, the rain stopped.

The next morning, the continuous spring rain began to rain again. Raindrops, like thin embroidery needles, wear in every corner and fall on leaves, spinning like beads. At this time, the city was immersed in silence, and my heart calmed down.

Yangliuqing falls after the rain. On the green grass, all kinds of flowers are blooming in the rain. Roses, Chinese rose flowers, winter jasmine flowers, lilies ... they sit around as if they are beautiful, and they seem to be discussing how to show people more beautiful spring. This is really "a good rain like a season, when spring happens." Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently! "

Rain is weak and the lightest thing in the world. It can't knock down heavy reinforced concrete buildings. And the tile house, with raindrops on it, jingled and immediately made a pleasant sound. People who live in huts are also blessed to be close to nature in the rain. When the rain is sudden, the sound is generous and violent, just like hundreds of horses singing together, Malik gallops. As the rain slows down, the sound becomes weaker and seeps into your heart gently, like the breeze in your ear in warm spring. These tiles seem to be specially laid for rain. They play dutifully, and the hearts of those who listen to the rain will overflow with endless affection.

People like to sit quietly and listen to the rain when their hearts are full of nostalgia and regret. The old people have the ambition of "lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain and dreaming of the iron horse glacier"; Dying beauty has the bitterness of "raindrops brighten yellow leaves and lights illuminate my bald head"; Acacia lovers have the vision of "the phoenix tree is raining, and it will drop at dusk"; Affectionate poets have the daydream that "the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers."

Rain has become an emissary for people to decorate their feelings and place their wishes.

In my spare time, I was lucky enough to go back to the place where I used to listen to the rain. It happened to be raining lightly that day, and I heard the familiar and unfamiliar sound of rain. In the mist, there is a strange mood in the rain, and we haven't communicated for a long time. It keeps me away and shows me that it is strange to me, but I can feel the breath of its existence from the deepest part of my consciousness. There is a sense of carefree waking from a dream and a sense of vicissitudes after confusion.

Oh, what I met in the rain was the self separated from time and space, and it was telling me everything before. I hesitated. I asked myself: Who am I? Still the old me?

There is a saying: "Young people listen to singing on the rainy floor, and the red candle is faint." In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. "Different life situations make people feel different when listening to the rain. However, listening to the rain is all about listening to the dialogue of the soul, listening to the flow of true feelings and listening to the flow of years. In addition to the echo of the years, the sound of rain also brings regrets of the past and melancholy that I want to talk about again. It seems that only in the light rain of this tile house can the soul breathe and life continue.

The rain is still ringing, just like my real heartbeat. ...

A rain

It's raining. I put my hand out of the window and touched the heartbeat of the rain. A refreshing coolness suddenly purified all the thoughts in my mind.

Rain man slipped down from the invisible slide in the sky and fell to the ground, immediately splashing crystal water. How happy they are!

I watched all this happily, as if I had joined their team. We danced together and blossomed on the ground together.

There was a faint fragrance in the distance, which made me go back to the beginning, deeply rooted in my heart and hard to erase.

The rain stopped suddenly, and I was shocked-the rain man disappeared, the splash disappeared, the laughter disappeared, and nothing disappeared. I'm back in the real world. I'm still me, a child with bones and flesh, not the crystal rain man just now. Everything just now, as if it were a wonderful dream, is still unfinished. Oh, it's going to rain again, and the rain man is going to fall from the sky again!

The brief description of a person's composition is 600 words. Life is like a piece of paper, and everyone has a glorious page that belongs to everyone. Whether colorful or plain, only we can write our life on this paper.

There have been laughter and tears on this paper; There are ups and downs, there are ups and downs. However, on the piece of paper that belongs to me, there is one of hers. She is my primary school teacher. In my impression, she is not a particularly excellent teacher. Like ordinary teachers, she cares about her students very much and makes selfless contributions all the time.

When I was that silly girl who just entered school and didn't know anything, it was her who greeted me. I only remember that day she took my hand and walked into the ocean of knowledge, and I was deeply attracted by the boundless ocean from then on. At that time, I wanted to swim across the ocean and go ashore alone. However, in that small mistake, I almost gave up this dream. It was she who helped me regain that confidence and made me a person who would not give up easily no matter what difficulties I encountered on the road of life.

That year, I was just in the third grade, and I couldn't stand any difficulties in my smooth life journey. However, life is really like a game. It always plays jokes on us. Just as I was intoxicated with the honor of the first place, the second mid-term exam left an indelible dark mark on a piece of paper. I can't face the arrogant me. I was blind, and in the later days, I began to cram crazily, but things didn't go as I expected. My grades didn't go up all the way, but dropped to 87 points.

Finally, she talked to me. She told me to walk step by step and not to be too impatient. It's like learning to crawl first, then learning to walk. I shook my head. I don't quite understand what the teacher said. I asked her, "Teacher, how should I learn to crawl first?" I only remember that she smiled and said, "You should review from the most basic content. You are just too impatient, so you will be self-defeating. You should walk slowly step by step, which is good for you! "

I finally understood that I succeeded according to her method. I cheered. At this time, I found that she, who had been silently supporting me behind my back, also smiled happily.

Although what happened between me and her was not so touching, without her, there would be no me today.

Teacher, what a sacred profession! Because of it, we are happy today!

5. 600 words were written on the front and side. I have a good classmate and a good partner. We played together and studied happily, leaving many beautiful memories.

We were in the same class from the first grade of primary school until the fourth grade, which made me miss our days together more. She has black hair, a neat row of bangs and a pair of modest eyes. Although her mouth is not small, some jokes and humorous sentences often pop out of her mouth happily.

Don't mention how brilliant it is to laugh! I remember that in these three years, we were both monitor and competitors. In study, we often chase each other and never envy each other. Privately, we are also very good friends. Although we sometimes argue about some things, we make up soon. Last semester of Grade Two in Senior High School, an infectious disease "water teasing" occurred in our class. Many students are infected and covered with acne. Some students who are not completely good are afraid of skipping classes and come to class when they are not ready.

This is also contagious. The teacher had no choice but to take classes in different classes. Those who didn't get it sit in the front, those who got it sit in the back, and there is a corridor in the middle.

Some students are very flustered when they walk into the classroom in class. As class cadres, we should maintain discipline. The students are always screaming, and I'm a little at a loss. But at this moment, she frowned tightly, and the word "Sichuan" formed in her brow. She picked up the pointer, rapped on the platform and shouted, "Quiet, quiet …" The students were stupefied and made progress silently in the classroom. I secretly admire her calm attitude in the panic.

That's how I like her, miss her and want to be together again.

6. 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.

7. I love my deskmate Dong Kaixuan. He is really interesting. He has a flat head, big blinking eyes, a flat nose, a closed mouth and a lock of black hair that sticks to his forehead when he smiles.

I fell in love with him the first day I sat with him. (The object of narration is introduced at the beginning.

Write the appearance of the characters and grasp the feature of "fun". The appearance description at the beginning is related to the three aspects of the "deskmate" character described below.

When learning to write a composition, you should be careful not to write an appearance for the sake of writing an appearance. ) My deskmate is very competitive.

(This paper uses the method of classified narration to write deskmate from three aspects. The first point in writing this paragraph: competitiveness.

"Aggressiveness" is manifested in the description of the characters' demeanor. Write unhappy and jealous expressions first: pouting and glaring. )

I got 98 points in the Chinese exam a few days ago. How is he? 97 points. He was very unhappy, pursed his lips and took my test paper, and looked at it carefully ... I was wondering, when he suddenly burst out laughing like discovering a new continent, blinked at me, ran to the squadron leader, dragged the squadron leader "please", and clicked a word on the test paper with his hand, gloating (write the expression of hoping to win the opponent again:)

He quietly said to the squadron leader, "Look, the word' jade' in Precious White Jade was written by Grain Rain as' king'!" The squadron leader looked at it carefully, pointed to Dong Kaixuan's head and said, "What are you yelling at? What's wrong? " Dong Kaixuan glared at the squadron leader, proudly took the paper and read: "White jade is precious" ... huh? The word' jade' was wrong just now. How is it now? "He kept his head straight, (finally he wrote the expression of defeat: keep his head straight and nod. Write a language that suits your identity, occasion, etc. , "Take a good test ... by your own efforts! "Can be deleted. )

The joy just now suddenly disappeared without a trace. I saw his pathetic appearance and immediately took his hand and said, "Never mind, I will do better in the next exam.

Do well in the exam, not by finding fault with others, but by your own efforts "He looked at me and nodded firmly. ("Sincerely" and the comma in front should also be deleted accordingly. )

My deskmate is still a little confused-follow the trend. (Write the second point of this paragraph: confused.

Writing "confusion" is also reflected in the expression description. First, write his self-admiring manner: swaggering, triumphant, holding his chest high, walking quickly and talking loudly. )

This morning, he sprayed perfume on his face, put oil on his blown hair, and then swaggered into the classroom. Teacher Wang, who was standing on the edge of the platform, smelled the fragrance of him and called him over.

Dong Kaixuan held out his chest, feeling beautiful, and walked proudly to the teacher. Teacher Wang deliberately asked him, "Dong Kaixuan, why do you smell so good?" Thinking that the teacher wanted to praise him, he raised his head more proudly and said loudly, "I put on some perfume and hair oil!" " The language of the characters, from tone, intonation to sentence patterns, is consistent with the description of the characters' demeanor, which embodies Dong Kaixuan's self-appreciation. )

"The teacher looked at him, angry and funny, and said to him," Dong Kaixuan, wearing perfume and hair oil, is really not beautiful! Think about what beauty is, and we will discuss it together tomorrow. " Dong Kaixuan rubbed his nose like a kitten just waking up and slipped to his seat to grab his hair. Write his embarrassed and ashamed expression again: rubbing his nose and scratching his hair. )

It seems that this can catch hair oil and perfume. Write the third point in the following three paragraphs: love to hit people and love to play. )

My deskmate likes hitting people. I've only been sitting with him for two weeks, and he hit me a dozen times.

Teacher Wang found out and asked us seriously, "Dong Kaixuan, what will you do if you hit Grain Rain again?" Dong Kaixuan blinked and blurted out: "That's easy, just ask him to call me back three times!" That is to say, within three days, he made another old habit. In the self-study class, he quickly finished his homework and had nothing to do. He studied Song Wu in the TV Song Wu, and "beat" my leg with his hand, which made me cry.

He panicked and stuck out his tongue and said, "I'm sorry, my dear Grain Rain." Keep rubbing my legs.

Seeing him like this, my anger subsided and I immediately said, "Never mind, never mind." A character's unshakable character is also expressed through expression.

For example, he used "sticking out his tongue" to express his panic after knowing that he had made another mistake, and "stupid" to describe his willingness to correct his mistake. However, Dong Kaixuan was still very sorry and said foolishly: (The expression, language and actions after the apology all showed Dong Kaixuan's straightforward character of correcting mistakes. )

"Call me back!" I'm not playing! When I wasn't looking, he suddenly grabbed my hand and hit himself in the leg with my hand. The language and actions of the characters are in line with the content of the dialogue between Mr. Wang and "we", so it is reasonable to write down the process of "coming back" in detail. )

"ouch!" He let out a cry and immediately laughed. He probably thought he had punished himself. I can't help laughing at his stupid way of correcting his mistakes.

My deskmate Dong Kaixuan is naughty, cute and silly. He is so stupid that everyone will like him, really! On the basis of the above three aspects, summarize the personality characteristics of the characters and express their friendly feelings. )