My idol wrote 500 words in grade one.

In normal study, work and life, everyone has dealt with composition, which is a kind of verbal activity for people to express their feelings in written form. So have you ever studied composition? The following is my collection of five 500-word compositions of Idol Grade One. I hope it will help you.

My idol 1 can always thrive in the arid desert. He always gave himself silently, brought hope to others, and finally died quietly. He is always ignored or even blindly hated. However, he is still growing and spreading. As everyone knows, the full seeds have already been buried deep in the soil of my heart.

A little bit of germination, a little bit of growth, more and more like its mother. Palm-sized, green leaves, and finally, full of thorns. Finally, it grew into a lush cactus. Why do you call it that? Because it is my idol, a seemingly ridiculous but real idol.

Once upon a time, you were looked down upon, once upon a time, you were hated, but you were still rebellious, still proudly raised your head, looked up at the sky, and worked hard to grow. Finally, I understand that you have a noble heart. You know: only kind people, people who love life and optimistic people can find you. Although you are wearing spikes, people can't get close to you, but I know that you have unloaded you. You have solid walls and barriers to protect your sincerity. Because you know, sincere people will not be afraid of you stabbing the wall, and sincere people will be kind to your heart. I appreciate your unruly, praise your arrogance, and appreciate your sincerity.

You like growing up in a bad environment, because you know: the more setbacks you experience, the better. Therefore, you are also called "the oasis in the desert". You often give your life for pedestrians in the desert. You always have no regrets. There is such a gentle side hidden behind your hardness that I admire you even more.

You always feed and educate people with sweet milk. You always give yourself silently! Ah, cactus, you are just as the name suggests. You're like a fairy. The seeds in my heart are growing and taking root. Maybe I should do this, live silently in the world and be a trivial cactus, silently adding that color to the world!

My idol in the 2 1 century, stars from all walks of life are everywhere, singing and dancing, but they are not my real idols.

The idol in my heart is not as beautiful as Li Bingbing; There is no touching voice of Chris Lee; Not to mention the huge fans behind the king of heaven, she even has a dry face and many wrinkles; She even has a hoarse voice and is tone-deaf; She is even very low-key, and only dozens of people know her. But in my eyes, her yellow face is like a lovely flower; Her wrinkles are crescent; Her weak voice is like the sound of nature. Because I love her!

My idol is not as fashionable as Jay Chou; Nor is it the superb acting skills of movie stars; Not to mention Jing M.Guo's excellent writing style. She doesn't even know what Jay Chou is; She didn't even lie to me once; She can't even write a receipt for her parents. But in my eyes, her every move makes me eager to learn; Every time she cheated, it was kindness that moved me; Every word of her is the most beautiful article in the world, because I love her!

My idol is not as upright as Jackie Chan. Without Jet Li's agility, there is no Han Hong's selflessness and kindness. She even secretly x petty gain sometimes; She can't even jump on a low stone; She even refused to give some money to street beggars for fear of being cheated. But in my eyes, she is a little cute because she is greedy and cheap; Her clumsy skills are as wonderful as acrobatics; Her meanness and indifference is also a kind of wisdom. Because I love her!

She may be indifferent to everything, but only my safe moments can't let go; She may not do many simple things, but she will never know that she loves me; She may not be able to do many simple movements, but she will never put down her arm to protect me.

She is my mother. Maybe she will have many shortcomings, but she will always be good to me. Just like the hen written by Mr. Lao She, although bullying the weak and fearing the hard; Although she is proud of a little achievement, she is a mother. She is responsible, caring, brave and hardworking. She is great because she is a mother, but her mother must be a hero! So she is my idol forever!

My idol is 500 words and 3 idols. There will be many idols in one's life. May be a singer; May be a writer; Maybe a strong woman ... My idol is a lovely girl who appeared in the Olympic Games-Milk Forest.

Nailin has a round face, big eyes, heavy eyebrows, a little bangs in front of her head and two braids on her head. What a doll!

Nailin was born in a family of calligraphy and painting. His grandfather is a famous painter in China, and his uncle is also engaged in calligraphy. His father once studied painting, but later he turned to photography. Born in a family of calligraphy and painting, I am naturally interested in calligraphy and painting. There are poems inscribed by grandpa, stickers posted by grandma and couplets written by uncle at home. Dailin's favorite toys are pens, paper and a small blackboard. There are many desks in her room. As long as she has time, Nailin will go up to describe them and write them well. I really admire her for being able to write calligraphy at such a young age, but my handwriting is still poor.

Although Nailin comes from a family of calligraphy and painting, her acting skills are better than calligraphy.

Dailin has been interested in singing and dancing since childhood. When I first learned to walk at the age of two, I felt very much about dancing on TV, and I learned quickly by imitating dancing on TV. Why does she learn so fast? I learn quickly, too. Why not be a star? When I was 6 years old, Milk Forest and the big star Zhao Wei made an advertisement together. It is said that the camera sense is no worse than that of "Little Swallow". Cow! 6-year-old advertising or advertising with big star Zhao Wei. Nailin signed an economic company, and it has been out of control ever since. It is very popular, and the fans of the dairy forest have also set up a "Miao" specially for the dairy forest. Although Nailin is very busy, she still won't forget to do her homework. She takes her homework to the filming place to do it.

My idol is Dairy Forest, because Dairy Forest has many talents that I don't have, such as calligraphy and acting ... I want to learn from Dairy Forest.

My idol writes 500 words in the first day. My father's language is very interesting. He can write beautiful calligraphy, write good articles, play excellent table tennis, play the piano, sing and cross talk ... because he is very concerned about everything, he is good in all aspects. I adore him. He is my idol.

Let's talk about learning first. Dad loves reading, and half the books at home are his. Once, my mother asked me to help my father look up the dictionary. I was very surprised. What is the purpose of looking up the dictionary? Later, when I opened the book, I realized that my father had written all the words I didn't know in the book in the blank, and made notes and explanations. What a strict person. Every time I open the book, I can clearly see my father's countless comments. Dad still likes watching TV, but most of them watch useful programs, such as the lecture room every morning, and never miss an episode. I once asked my father, "Why do you read so many books and watch so many useful TV programs?" He only said one sentence to me: "Learn from others".

He regards his career as a career. Go out early and come back late every day, and seldom have dinner at home in a week. He can write a manuscript from morning till night. After the cram school that day, my father took me to his unit and looked at a mountain of manuscripts on the table. I was shocked. Dad attaches great importance to every manuscript he writes. He always draws up his ideas first, starts writing, and then he is completely immersed in his work. He doesn't rest on Saturday and Sunday. He always writes on the desk. Even when eating, he asked me to put the rice on his desk. At night, the rice is still the same as when it was first released. I advised him to rest, but he said that work was the most important thing and he could not rest.

Look, dad's handwriting is on display in the exhibition hall again, shining in the light. Look, dad's trophy is in the most conspicuous place, especially dazzling in the sun.

I can't concentrate on everything like my father, but I will learn from my father, concentrate on everything, and never use two things at once. I must study harder, read some famous books, and make comments or write some comments like my father. Watch some useful TV programs. I am determined to surpass my father, and I believe I will learn something through unremitting efforts.

My idol 500 words 5 Speaking of idols, what do you think of, a singer, a movie star or a star? For me, none of this is. Because of these people, our lives are too far away and my abilities are beyond my reach, so these are too illusory to make me an idol. Even though I live in the same planet, the same country, the same province or even the same city with them, I still feel that there is a gap of ten million floors between me and them. In fact, there are stars and idols in our lives. My idol is my junior high school head teacher-Teacher Zhang.

Teacher Zhang has beautiful hair, black and shiny, thick and thick. When she stands in the sun and shakes her head gently, her hair will flash with colorful rings. She has a pair of phoenix eyes, bright and flexible, pure as clear water and deep as blue sky. The most inconspicuous of the five senses belongs to his mouth, but don't underestimate it. The sound coming out of this mouth is so wonderful that it seems to fall from the sky, so pure that there is no impurity. The ancient prose is read from his mouth, with clear pronunciation and mellow voice, cadence, full of sound and emotion, and very beautiful. The first time I met her, she wore a dark dress, so simple, but she exuded the charm of a mature and intellectual woman-gentle, kind and amiable.

Not only is teacher Zhang's beautiful appearance, but also her spirit moves me. Teacher Zhang, who accepted the key class for the first time, was under great work pressure, his eyes were getting worse every day, and his vision was declining. Others advised her to rest, and the doctor also told her to pay attention to her health. But teacher Zhang rushed to school to give us lessons after seeing the disease. She is worried that we are lax in our studies without her care and that we are bullied without her care. This is Teacher Zhang, a serious and responsible class teacher.

The white clouds in the sky are beautiful because they are flawless; Delicate flowers, because delicate and beautiful; Our teacher Zhang is beautiful because of her appearance, but also because of her spirit. Her selfless care for us and her incomparable seriousness in her work make her my idol.