300-word composition on stories related to and

Ⅰ A 300-word essay on fairy tales

I don’t know which category you are talking about, and I don’t know if this will work

I am a little bear, we The sky is so lovely now, the air is so fresh, and the sky is so clear. The sky is so blue, with a few white clouds floating occasionally. The ground, although a little uneven, is also bright. The trees on the ground are tall and tall, the birds are chirping on the trees, and the river next to the trees is crystal clear. There are many small fish swimming at the bottom, and the stones by the river are quite cute. The patterns are like granite but not, like jade but not so transparent, like gems but not so bright. In short, it is indescribable how beautiful it is.

However, we do not cherish the fruits of our labor and pollute and destroy it at will, causing holes in the ozone layer to appear and continue to expand. Once the ozone layer is destroyed, large amounts of ultraviolet rays will pose a threat to our health. More and more people will suffer from skin cancer and eye diseases. As humans become more and more developed and open factories one after another, exhaust gas pollution becomes more and more serious day by day; due to people's failure to cure exhaust gas pollution and the extensive use of chemical fertilizers and pesticides, the soil is destroyed, the land turns from green to black, and seawater and river water also deteriorate. Being "invaded"!

Although our current world is very beautiful, there are many people who do not cherish the fruits of their labor or the sweat shed by others. They cut down trees indiscriminately, litter disposable plastic boxes, plastic belts, and litter used batteries. If Filling them up will cause the soil to harden, affecting the crops' absorption of nutrients and water, and preventing farmers from getting a good harvest; the harmful substances produced by one button battery can pollute 600,000 liters of water, which is equivalent to a person's lifetime water consumption; One AA battery rotted in the ground can consume one square meter of land and cause permanent public nuisance. Of the five substances that pose the greatest threat to the natural environment, batteries contain three: mercury, lead, and cadmium.

If this continues, every forest on the earth will disappear and then turn into a desert, a desolate and inhabited desert. Then it will really become the end of the world for people!

Then let us start from me, from a young age, and from around us! Let’s make unremitting efforts to build our home into a better “paradise”!

Ⅱ Write a 300-word essay based on the story of me and books

A 450-word essay on the story of me and books

Me There are many stories about books and books. Two of them left a deep impression on me

.

One day, I was alone at home

writing my homework seriously and meticulously. I saw "Water Margin" next to me

Biography", I couldn't help but run to watch it

. As soon as I opened the book, I remembered my mother's endless instructions: "You must finish your homework before reading extracurricular books." But I thought again: Just watch it for a while

Just watch it for a while, my mother doesn’t know

anyway. I hurriedly opened the book, I wanted to read it like a bad wolf greedily. I was immersed

in the world of books and seemed to have forgotten

time. Oops, my mother pulled me back from the world of books. She gave me a lesson and said, "Read extracurricular books. I don't Objection, if you want to read extracurricular books, you have to learn the main lesson first. "After that,

I learned a truth: learn the main lesson first. , can you read extracurricular books. This is

my first story with a book.

Fortunately, one time, I went to my grandma's house and saw a group of hens foraging for food. I asked my grandma for a handful of rice and threw it to the hens. They ate some rice and then ate small pebbles.

I

said: "It's weird to eat pebbles if you don't eat the delicious rice." So I ran

to check the information, and the result was from The answer is found in the book "One Hundred Thousand Whys". It turns out that the chicken has no teeth,

so it uses stones to grind the rice,

so that it can be swallowed directly without chewing it

and from there From now on, whenever I have time

I will read "One Hundred Thousand Whys".

If I don’t know a word or understand a word

, I look it up in the dictionary and accumulate

many beautiful sentences. I understand

a truth: we should read more lectures

foreign books, take the initiative to check the questions that we don’t know

and accumulate more beautiful words

Sentence. This is my second story with books

.

These two things are the story between me and the book.

Tell me what story you have with the book.

Ⅲ A 300-word essay on the story of Sun Wukong and me

Speaking of Sun Wukong, everyone must be familiar with it. Today, let’s listen to the story between Sun Wukong and me. The story happened.

One day, I stayed at home alone and watched the episode of the TV series "Journey to the West"

Three Strikes of Bone Demons

. While watching, I imitated Sun Wukong's movements to defeat the Bone Demon.

I was studying hard, and suddenly, Sun Wukong came out of the TV like a cloud and a mist. When he saw me, he asked me if I was a monster, which made me laugh.

I was not.

He said embarrassedly:

I’m sorry.

After saying that, he was about to leave. I held him back and refused to let him go. He wanted to play with me, but he refused to agree. I said:

If you don’t play with me, I will tell your master and ask your master to recite the tight spell on your head.

As soon as he heard this, he quickly put his head in his hands and started playing with me obediently.

The famous Monkey King will do whatever I ask him to do. I asked him to turn me into another Sun Wukong.

Whoa

Suddenly, I felt my ears itching. When I touched my ears, I was overjoyed to find a lifelike monkey there. Golden cudgel. I suddenly remembered that Sun Wukong could fly in the clouds and mist, and I wanted to fly too. So, I somersaulted into the sky, and the important thing is that there was a real Sun Wukong behind me. When people saw it, they all praised in unison:

How amazing! Awesome!

At this moment, I looked down and saw that my parents were back. I was anxious and asked Sun Wukong to change me back quickly.

When I saw my parents, I almost jumped up with excitement. I was about to tell them about my experience today. When I looked back, I found that Sun Wukong was gone. I felt quite uncomfortable, but then I thought about it. Sun Wukong was supposed to protect his master, so it was not easy for him to play with me for such a while. Thinking of this, I became happy again.

Ⅳ Chinese Characters and My Story (Composition) 300 words

After studying the unit "Traveling in the Kingdom of Chinese Characters", I gained a lot of knowledge about Chinese characters. Now let’s talk about my story with Chinese characters!

In the past, I was a “king of typos” but since that incident, I no longer dare to write typos.

It was a Saturday, the sun was shining, and I went to a hobby class. The teacher asked us to write a postscript. I originally wanted to write a sentence: "Three temples in a row - Miao (Temple) Miao (Temple) Miao (Temple)", but when the teacher displayed the notebook I wrote on the screen, the students were stunned for a moment, and then cheered. Laughing! But I was a monk--I couldn't figure it out.

One classmate laughed and said: "Meow meow meow! Hahaha!" I looked at my "masterpiece" carefully and suddenly realized: It turns out that I mistakenly wrote "miao miao miao" as "meow meow meow!"

After this incident, I learned a lesson: typos will make you laugh! From now on, I will never write typos casually again.

Ⅳ How to write a 300-word essay on the story of me and books in third grade

Sample essay for reference:

Me and books

" Books are friends, although they are not passionate, but they are very loyal. "I have always believed in this sentence, but I didn't understand it until I became a little captain and traveled in the ocean of knowledge. What's the meaning.

When I was young, I didn’t like reading, and my personality was even worse. In order to change my bad personality, my mother bought many fairy tale books with pinyin and forced me to read them every night. Then I gradually fell in love with books. I read consciously every day, word for word. Whenever I encountered a word I didn’t know, I would ask my mother. My mother would answer me seriously, but sometimes I read it wrong. Even I don’t know: it was supposed to be “The fox suddenly heard a scream”, but I read it as “The fox suddenly heard a scream”, and my mother burst into laughter after hearing this. When I was a child, I read fairy tale books full of fantasy atmosphere, which brought laughter to the whole family.

As I grew up, I fell in love with composition books because composition is close to my life. I also learned writing methods and techniques. When reading, I underline good words, sentences and key points.

I glance at it a few times while eating, and even after eating. Sometimes I even forget to eat.

My mother and father call me a "little bookworm". But I feel more like a "little captain".

"Our boat is about to set off", carrying my ideals and curiosity, I came to travel in the big ocean of the world, and I fell in love with world famous books. My favorite is "Ball of Suet", which makes me know the truth, goodness and beauty in the world instead of being arrogant.

Books are always like this, selflessly dedicated to you. They are not as passionate as other things, but they always help people reach the top bit by bit. All the beautiful things in the world are hidden in books, and books become our good teachers and helpful friends. Finding the truth about being a human being from books makes our childhood full of laughter and fun; finding ways to be a human being from books allows students to get along better with each other; finding the materials for our study from books allows us to learn more knowledge! !

If your friend wants to be a captain, read more and read good books! ! ! !

Ⅵ Composition "My Story with Whom" of about 300 words

My Story with the Book

Gorky once said: "Reading a book is like reading a book. Life opens a window. "

Bacon said: "Reading gives people pleasure, gives people glory, and gives people talent."

I think: "Books give people pleasure. Like a mysterious gem, there is infinite value hidden inside; a book is a treasure house of knowledge, making an ignorant person become erudite and versatile; a book is like a loyal friend, who will always silently help and help you when you encounter difficulties. Support. "So, I love books, even to the point of obsession.

I vaguely remember that when I was very young, my mother would always hold me on her lap when she came back from get off work every day, holding a storybook in her hand, reading each story one by one. Tell me. I would always sit quietly and listen with relish, as if I was in the world described in the book. When my mother talks about wonderful things, I will clap my hands vigorously. At that moment, my mother will always look at me with relief...

When I was in the second grade, I had the first text book of my own. Book - Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea. That night, I was concentrating on my homework. My mother handed a book to me. I took a closer look and saw a mysterious picture painted on the cover of the book: a Frankenstein wearing glasses, sitting in a strange fish-shaped ship and laughing. . Several groupers with colorful stripes all over their bodies were swimming around the strange ship, seeming to be sizing up this uninvited guest who had broken into their world.

I was immediately deeply attracted by it. I immediately grabbed the book from my mother's hand, opened the book and started reading. Whatever the homework is, put it aside for now. The strange fish in the book, the brave and witty Captain Nemo, has become everything to me at this time. I don’t know how much time passed, but I suddenly heard my mother’s cry: “Chenchen, have you finished your homework?” It was only then that I remembered that my homework had not been finished yet. After finishing my homework in a hurry, I The book was secretly brought under the covers. It was late at night and the house was quiet. I gently opened the book again, and continued to wander the wonderful underwater world with Captain Nemo in the book...

When I woke up the next day, I found that the book was still firmly in my mind. Holding the ground to the chest. For the next few weeks, that book accompanied me to school during the day and to bed at night. He literally became a part of my life.

Ever since I came into contact with the book "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea", my love for books has been out of control. I can't wait to enter the world of books. The book showed me more than I imagined. It was a fantasy world that was completely different from the real world. That world was richer and more wonderful than the real world. "One Thousand and One Nights", "Grimm's Fairy Tales", "A Hundred Thousand Whys", "Insects"..., like a whirlpool, they sucked me to the bottom of the sea of ??books, and I couldn't surface for a long time.

Books accompany me through happy times! Books will become my lifelong friends!

Ⅶ A 300-word essay about the story of my teacher and me

What happened between me and my teacher was like a bright sky; everything that happened during the time I was in contact with the teacher , all twinkling like a little star. Among them, one star shines the brightest: it happened when I was in first grade. One day at noon, I went home for dinner. I felt sick to my stomach on the way, and then I stumbled home and couldn't even eat. My mother saw that my stomach hurt so much, so she hurriedly carried me to the hospital. It was already 2 o'clock when we arrived at the hospital, and it was already 3:30 after registering, seeing a doctor, and getting medicine. School was already over. I thought: "It's done. I still don't know about the homework. How should I hand it in tomorrow! Besides, I didn't ask for leave from the teacher, so what should I do?" After I got home, I wanted to call my classmates to ask, but the phone book I can't find it again. Alas, it's all my fault that I'm usually too careless. Tomorrow morning, I came to school with an uneasy mood. In the second class, the teacher said that students would be reviewed in person, and whoever's name was called would come up with their homework. I thought: "It's over, I will definitely be criticized." More and more people were called, including the classmate in front of me. I closed my eyes, held my breath, and waited for my name to be called. Three minutes passed, and the teacher didn't speak. Five minutes passed, and the teacher finally spoke: "Classmate ×××, come up!" Ah, it's not me, could it be... After class, I walked into the teacher's office softly and explained to the teacher. After explaining why I didn’t hand in my homework and didn’t ask for leave, the teacher said to me kindly: “It doesn’t matter. The reason why the teacher didn’t call you during the interview was because I knew you would take the initiative to admit your mistakes to me, right?” Yes” I replied. "But don't forget to ask for leave if you get sick in the future!" "Okay, teacher, I understand, thank you teacher." At noon, the teacher used the break time to make up for the class I missed yesterday. At that moment, I listened very carefully and carefully. At that time, I saw that the teacher was not as strict as usual, but became more gentle. Although this thing is a small thing, it left a deep impression on my heart. The teacher is like a hard-working gardener nurturing us seedlings. The teacher has given us too much. I will remember every word the teacher said, and I will always remember the tolerance the teacher gave me.

Ⅷ A 300-word essay about the Great Wall (story)

Story about the Great Wall

In ancient times, there was a woman named Meng Jiangnu. On her wedding day, her husband was After seizing young men to build the Great Wall, there was no news for a year. Meng Jiangnu decided to look for her husband and vowed never to return home if she couldn't find him.

She packed up dry food and special warm clothes for her husband and set out on the road. Finally, she found the repairman. After asking about the location of the Great Wall, I found out that many people died building the Great Wall. My husband Fan Qiliang had died of exhaustion long ago and was buried under the Great Wall. His bones could not be found. Meng Jiangnu immediately burst into tears and cried until she collapsed.

Qin Shihuang, who was here to inspect the progress of the project, hurried to see Meng Jiangnu to find out the reason. He was fascinated by her beauty and insisted on sealing her. As the "Empress of the Palace". Meng Jiangnu had an idea and decided to make Qin Shihuang agree to three conditions for her to become the "empress of the palace". First, the body of her husband Fan Qiliang must be found; second, a state funeral must be held for her husband; third, Qin Shihuang must bury Fan Qiliang in mourning and with banners. After listening to the three conditions Meng Jiangnu put forward, Qin Shihuang thought for a moment, and in order to get the beautiful Meng Jiangnu, he agreed bravely. After Meng Jiangnu wore a mourning hat and paid homage to the tomb of Fan Qiliang, who died for building the city, her long-cherished wish was fulfilled and she faced the rolling Bohai Sea. , jumped into the sea and committed suicide.

Ⅸ "The Story of Me and the Police Uncle" Composition of 300 words

Writing ideas:

The content of the article is conveyed to the reader through "I", which means the article Everything written in it is what the narrator has seen and heard with his own eyes and ears, or is the narrator's own personal experience, giving readers a cordial and real feeling.

The first person is used. Since the narrator is the person involved, the people and things narrated can only be those within the scope of "my" activities. People and things outside the scope of activities cannot be written in, and must be analyzed in detail.

In my memory, there are many people I admire. Among them was an ordinary, ordinary traffic police uncle. He was not tall and had dark skin. I think it must be because of the constant exposure to wind and sun.

I nodded repeatedly and followed everyone across the road when the light turned green. Thinking about what I just experienced, I broke into a cold sweat. Now whenever I pass by this police uncle, I have to nod and smile at him.

My classmates, "I would rather wait for a minute than grab a second." I hope this sentence can be deeply engraved in our minds.