How to write at the beginning of the composition about the story

How to write a "One" composition at the beginning of a story

is a pleasure. When I solved the difficulty, I was proud and fell in love with learning!

I like taking science classes, and learning science is also a pleasure! When I studied the biological chain, I understood that the biological chain is not a necklace, but an interdependent chain composed of animals and plants. The biological clock is not an alarm clock, but an invisible biological clock in your body; No matter how loudly you speak in space, others can't hear you; I also learned a lot ... After learning these interesting knowledge, I will eagerly share it with my parents and test them by the way. Hey, learning is really an interesting thing!

I really want to tell my dear teacher Zhang and my parents loudly that learning knowledge is really a pleasure and learning is a very happy thing!

"II" How to write at the beginning of my favorite fairy tale composition

I like the fairy tale "The Little Match Girl" written by Andersen. On the eve of Christmas, it was snowing heavily, and a little girl with bare feet and thin clothes was selling her matches along the street. Because she has to support her sick father. Others are warm at home, eating delicious food and preparing Christmas presents. She froze to death in the cold street on Christmas Eve.

How to write at the beginning of "III" science fiction story composition

In the distant future, human beings who have experienced several mass extinctions have become absolute powerhouses. They have the ability to fight against nuclear bombs, asteroids and even high-tech weapons of alien countries. However, they also brought disaster to the earth.

One day, a laser commando patrolling outside stepped on a strange-looking stone. Suddenly, a huge hole appeared on the ground, and 34 people fell thousands of meters and then fell to the coastal city of Los Angeles. Not far away, a photographer got out of an off-road vehicle. He was surprised when he saw this scene, and he used his camera to "click" and "click" them and took many photos in a row and made them public. In a short time, the whole world was shocked, and the news that aliens were about to invade the earth spread in succession. The first to arrive at the battlefield was the nearby US Marine Corps. Who will win? There is no doubt, of course, it is the laser commando: a nuclear Grenade makes a considerable part of the other team disappear. Just then, a series of B-25 bombers, the air force of the United Nations, flew in the sky to take revenge!

at the command of the laser captain, the laser soldiers picked up the anti-aircraft laser cannons and fired fiercely at the ground. When the laser bomb approached the ground, it suddenly bounced into the air and hit the pilot's cockpit. In the blink of an eye, the sky was covered with white parachutes, which was as spectacular as an airborne exercise. However, in just five hours, the peacekeeping force lost a large number of people. The president of the United Nations flew into a rage and vowed not to let the troops go. But at this time, there are only 3 million people left on the earth ...

In 624, the last person on the earth fell because of the deterioration of the earth's environment! Humans are extinct!

since then, during the 3 million years ruled by animals and plants, the earth has taken on a new look and is full of vitality.

How to write at the beginning of my favorite story

My favorite thing is a writing brush. I saved my pocket money to buy it. Usually, I often put it in the pen container above the table in my room. As soon as I write calligraphy, I ask it to help me write.

There is a bump at the top of my brush, which is a small hole. Wear a rope on this hole. That rope allows people to hang the writing brush. Every time I finish writing, I wash my brush in clean water, then hang it in a ventilated place with that rope, let it dry, and then put it back in the pen container. It is thin and thin, with many hairs under it. It's made of the hair on the tail of a lake sheep. There are also a few words written on the top of the pen, "writing is like a god." When I first bought it, the hair on that pen was flawless, several times whiter than the newly painted white wall!

The good thing about this brush is that it has a heart that asks for nothing in return! I have been writing with it for more than three years, and many of the brush hairs under it have become warped, but it has never asked me for anything. Let me soak it in the ink every day, and make the brush hair on it black. Although it is finally washed with clear water, it can never be as white as before. It also accepted it silently and never complained.

I have used this brush for more than three years, but it still serves me faithfully and helps me write every word well. Now, the words I write with this brush can often be praised by others. I think it's all thanks to the brush.

I like this brush already, and it seems that it is inseparable from me. Once my mother said that she would buy me a new writing brush. I firmly said to my mother, "this brush is quite good, so you don't need to buy a new one!" "

How to write My Story at the beginning of Wu's composition

My Story

Everyone has a story, including adults and children. Of course, I have it, too. It will be more interesting to tell my story! Let me tell you something! Let's just say that tooth extraction was particularly interesting. I have a loose tooth, and eating is particularly in the way. How can I make it fall out? I have an idea. I tied a thin thread to that tooth and tried to pull it down hard. But every time I just tried to push, I was scared to death. Later, I thought: what is it to pull out a tooth? Don't be afraid. So I got up my courage, closed my eyes and posed, but I still couldn't do it ... Forget it, let's watch TV for a while and relax. I sat on the sofa and watched Tom and Jerry comfortably. When I saw the mouse pick up the cat's tail and throw it into the sky, I jumped up with laughter. Coincidentally, my tooth fell off. It turned out that my hand was still pulling the thread, and my teeth were inadvertently pulled out. My tooth extraction experience is different, right? I am the happy little angel in my family and everyone's pistachio. When mom and dad are angry, I tell them jokes. At first I talked and laughed, but neither of them laughed, so I kept talking until I made them laugh. I have many stories, and I will tell them to you next time!

in busy days, we hardly have time to appreciate the gains and losses, merits and demerits of every day. However, once in a while, if you calm down, you may find that what happened in a certain day has caused ripples on the calm water in your heart. On the afternoon of the sixth grade of primary school, our math exercise books were handed out, and my good friend Wu Shuting and I got an "A" in our homework. I should have been very happy, but I can't be happy today, because today is not as sunny and gloomy as before, as if it indicates something is going to happen. In the first Chinese class, my eyelids always kept jumping. I remembered my grandmother's saying that my left eye jumped for money and my right eye jumped for disaster. I have never believed in superstition. But my intuition tells me that something unpleasant will happen to me. The second class is math class. As soon as the teacher entered the classroom, he began to talk about yesterday's homework: "Yesterday's homework was badly done, many students didn't do it, and many students copied it." But some students did well, such as Wu Shuting ... "I was waiting for my name to appear, and the teacher went on to say," Xu Yunting did it many times. (We did it with a pencil) Maybe it was copied, but Shu Ting didn't wipe it, which means she did it herself. " Suddenly, more than 5 pairs of eyes in the whole class looked at me with different eyes, with contempt and doubt ... At the moment, I felt ashamed and had unspeakable taste in my heart. The scenes that happened yesterday came to my mind ... The teacher arranged a difficult math problem, and no one could do it at first, so everyone began to discuss it. After class was over and the discussion was inconclusive, the teacher asked us to go home and do it. When I got home, the first thing I did was think about this problem. I racked my brains and tried to do it at the same time. If I made a mistake, I erased it. Everything comes to him who waits, and this problem was finally solved by me. I quickly called Wu Shuting, a good friend who must be thinking hard, and told her the answer to this question. But now, I have become a copywriter. I was just about to make it clear to the teacher, but he was already giving a lecture. I really can't tell the difference! After class, I went to the teacher's office to prove my innocence, but I couldn't find the teacher. Even if I made it clear, the teacher couldn't say it again in class, so I made a concession decision. Because, taking a step back, the sky is vast. When I got home, I ran to the window and stood, watching the changes in the horizon. The sunset glow in the sky is constantly changing and rolling. The flaming sunset glow turned everything around into red. All this is so grand, so spectacular! Just when I was in high spirits and was about to forget today's unhappiness, the sunset glow gradually faded. While I feel sorry for this, I understand that today's sunset glow has faded temporarily, and tomorrow, it will appear in the western sky again. Therefore, it should be eternal. This story is like an episode in my life, which makes me realize that human life is like a rosy cloud, which disappears today and will appear again tomorrow. It can be seen that a person's life is not a flat, broad and straight road, but it is covered with ups and downs, bitterness and bitterness.

My story

I am a drawer, a drawer of an ordinary desk. My master's name is Youer-an introverted girl, but she is an outstanding good girl and a good student.

recently, you're always in a trance because you receive some phone calls. Seeing her like this, Youer's mother often sighed and left.

one day, the master went to school. The mother of the master (Youer) came in to put the washed clothes. Suddenly I found my daughter's drawer, that is, I was half open. As soon as her eyes lit up, she seemed to find out from me why her daughter was upset. She walked up to me and pulled me away. Before she opened her hand, she took it away. She's thinking, is that okay? After all, this is my daughter. What can I doubt about her? However, the daughter's introverted personality caused problems in communication between mother and daughter, and also created a gap. There is no way to know my daughter's heart, let alone what her daughter is thinking. Maybe this is an opportunity to know her daughter, although this way is not very aboveboard.

although she hesitated, she pulled me away. I suddenly felt that this kind mother's hand was so old and powerful.

of course, she didn't find anything on me. There are only a few exercise books, some school supplies and a diary in my stomach. She reached out her hand to the diary, and at the moment when her finger came into contact with the cover, her hand shrank as if it were scalded, but she gritted her teeth and opened the diary. There was very little content, mostly about school. She turned over a few pages in a hurry, put away her diary in a hurry and escaped from her daughter's room.

in the evening, the host came back from school, and soon after she entered the house, she came out and looked at her mother. Mother silently does housework without looking up, perhaps to avoid those two heat flows. Then, the little master ran in. She cried hard and didn't eat. She silently wrote in her diary: "Mom, she suspects me. Why? She peeked at my things, and she didn't respect me ... "

The master who was always clever the next morning didn't say goodbye to his mother before going out, but slammed the door and left.

Mother looked through the open door and found a lock hanging on me coldly. It seems that this lock is a door, with my daughter inside and myself outside ... < P > This is the most intimate thing in my family, and I want to say to this mother and daughter: < P > "Long live understanding!"

"Long live the trust!"

My story

There are many beautiful stories in everyone's heart, some of which are interesting and some are touching. Now I'll tell you a story about me, a story that makes me blush when I think about it.

It's probably when I was in the first grade. "Ding Lingling----"class is over. This cheerful * * * activated the brain cells that everyone is about to fall asleep. The students ran out of the classroom screaming with joy. I stood up from my seat in a daze. Well, it seems that it's time for school. With this in mind, I picked up my schoolbag and walked out of the classroom in a daze. Everyone was chasing and playing, and no one noticed me as a "deserter".

I was walking on the road home, thinking while walking, I walked very fast today. Look, others even joined me. I even felt a little smug, so I stepped up my pace. In the summer afternoon, it was very quiet, only cicadas chirped wildly on the branches.

Walking, I suddenly heard someone calling me. I turned my head 18 degrees slowly, and it turned out to be a classmate in my class. She ran breathlessly: "There you are! Let's go, we have a class to attend! Have you forgotten? " What? ! I recited the schedule in my mind-oh, what bad luck! How could I forget that there was another math class! It's over! I'm sure I'll get a K! I came to the classroom in fear and trembling-"Report!" Suddenly, the eyes of the whole class came at me uniformly. There were reproaches, taunts and contemptuous smiles in those eyes. My face was so hot that I really wanted to find a crack in the ground. I kept my head down and didn't dare to meet the harsh eyes of the teacher.

After a long "trial", I mechanically returned to my seat and listened to the students whispering.

How to write the beginning of Lu's essay comment on the requirement of writing stories

Today, we heard Mr. Si say, "We will hold a story meeting in the afternoon!" Hearing the news that shocked people, we jumped three feet with joy.

It's an exciting afternoon. Mr. Smith chose nine students to tell stories on the stage. Whoever speaks well will be judged as "the king of class stories".

the story will be very competitive! The students came up intermittently, and all of them spoke brilliantly, which made us applaud.

My favorite story is the story told by Wang Zhiyu: Square Face and Round Face. Her beautiful voice and vivid and interesting story seem to bring us all into fairy tales! When she finished the story, thunderous applause broke out in the classroom.

The second contestant came on the stage, and she bowed politely to us. Then tell us her story with a smile on her face ... When she finished the story, there was silence below, and everyone was probably intoxicated with her story!

In this exciting story, I returned home with a full load and learned many adjectives and good words and sentences. I really hope that such stories will be developed more often.

"Qi" begins with a story. How about this composition?

This composition is very good and has suspense.

it is more suitable for writing examination rooms.