My first grade family composition

In daily life or work and study, everyone has written a composition, so you must be familiar with all kinds of compositions. Composition is the transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from a compressed and concise language that you can understand to a developed and standardized grammatical structure that others can understand. What is the composition you have seen? The following are nine family compositions of Grade One in Senior High School that I have compiled for you. Welcome to read the collection.

In the first grade, my composition 1 The scenery is beautiful, all year round. If you don't believe me, let me tell you.

In spring, the gentle spring girl opens the door of spring. Ice and snow melt and flow slowly. Grass crawled out of the ground. The geese flew back from the south, and all the hibernating animals woke up.

In summer, the trees grow very luxuriantly, and the forest is like a green ocean. There are some unknown bugs in the tree. Who can climb fast?

In autumn, the leaves of big trees turn yellow. As soon as the autumn wind blows, the leaves on the tree float down from the tree, like butterflies flying in the air. The oranges in the orange orchard come from Huang Chengcheng, hiding behind the leaves, as if playing hide-and-seek with us.

In winter, snowflakes fall in succession and float into the embrace of Mother Earth, as if to cover her with a thick quilt. After class, the students excitedly made a snowman and had a snowball fight in the snow. How interesting

This is the beauty of my hometown all year round. I love my hometown!

If I were a bird spreading its wings and flying, then my home would be the boundless sky. If I am a boat, then home is a harbor; If I am a leaf, then home is a big tree; If I were a pebble, then my home would be a fertile land!

There are five people in my family, grandpa, grandma, dad, mom and me.

Grandpa is the master of pain in our family. Whenever he has something to eat, he leaves it to me. If I don't eat, grandpa will leave it to me. Because I have a bad memory and always forget when I am old, all those foods are bad. Hey! ? ()?

But grandma didn't leave it to me, but ate it with me. I especially like grandma's fried potatoes, which have four flavors (less bitterness). I have a chance to let you taste it, but I really can't bear to part with it. (* _ _ *) Hee hee ...

I get angry when I talk about my father. Grab the remote control and mouse every day. Once, I was fascinated by watching TV and shouted, "Come on! Come on! " ? (^ω^)? But dad grabbed the remote control and hid it. So, my father and I launched a fierce battle, and finally, I lost. Hey! However, sometimes I win. At that time, my father was watching the news online, and I grabbed the mouse at the speed of Shenzhou VI. Dad was angry, and I talked with him a lot. He didn't speak as fast as me, and I won!

Mom likes to be clean. If she is a little dirty, she must clean it. Every time I finish the computer, I make a mess of the electric desk. If mom comes to play again, she must clean up first, otherwise she can't play. Admire, it's so clean!

Hehe, it's finally my turn! I'm going to brag. I am a person, especially love the antonym of clean-dirty! This is also a major feature of me! I admire my mother's cleanliness, I hate my father and me grabbing the remote control, I like the shredded potatoes fried by my grandmother, and I am very moved by my grandfather's practice.

July 10 is grandpa's birthday, and all relatives come to celebrate his birthday.

My family is very busy. Dad is busy booking a restaurant, mom is busy buying fruit, grandma is busy entertaining guests, and I am busy serving tea and handing water. It's time for dinner. Let's get together, round and round, and have fun. Give grandpa a toast separately, and grandpa's mouth won't close. Grandpa is really busy today!

This is my home, and I love my family!

My hometown is in Zhejiang Green Valley, where the scenery is beautiful, birds and flowers are fragrant, and the scenery is beautiful.

My hometown is an ancient stone city, with antique houses, stone-paved streets, shops on both sides of the road, and a crystal clear stream flowing eastward. From a distance, you can see the beautiful new district with high-rise buildings rising from the ground, spacious roads, cars coming and going, and endless streams. At night, the whole county is brightly lit, and the people on both sides of the road are woven into a sea of joy.

My hometown has a beautiful and magical fairy capital, where the mountains are so high, the water is so clear, and there are stalagmites that are the best in the world.

Look, how beautiful my hometown is! Take your travel bag, your friends and relatives, and come to my hometown to play together.

Like other students, I have a warm and happy home and parents who love me. My parents gave me life and love, so I feel very happy to come to this world.

My father is 1.7 meters tall. He is tall and thin, with heavy eyebrows, high nose and thick lips. He has a good smile. My father is an engineer. Every day, he sits in the office and draws pictures in front of the computer. Every day, he has to face some numbers. My father's math has always been very harmful, so I admire him very much. I want to learn from him. My father and I usually play some math games at home. Dad's usual hobbies are climbing mountains, swimming, watching TV and reading books, and taking us out to play on weekends. My mother is 1.6 meters tall. She has long shawl hair and is very beautiful. She also has big round eyes and a high nose. Her hobbies are shopping and listening to music. My mother buys food, cooks and washes clothes for us every day. It is very hard and takes good care of my father and me, so I am especially grateful to my mother. My parents are like two cows plowing the fields, and they work hard every day. I am like a happy calf, living in this warm and happy home. When I come home from school, I will tell my parents interesting things in school and make them laugh. I feel very happy in this family full of laughter. I love my parents very much, and my parents love me very much.

My hometown is in the beautiful Inner Mongolia prairie. The grassland here is endless, with green grass, yellow flowers and white sheep. The sky here is blue and the clouds are white, just like a flock of lambs.

The air here is fresh.

Welcome to my hometown, where there are endless mutton and milk wine!

I have a happy family, which consists of me and my parents. My extended family also includes my grandparents, my aunt and my grandfather. My grandfather is over 80 years old this year, and he is very strong. He also helps his grandparents with housework in his hometown. We are all worried that he will be tired. But he said, "If I am tired, you should work less. The body is like an old machine. Without exercise, it will rust and people will be born. Just do some work, don't worry. " My aunt goes to college in Jinan, and my father says this is an intellectual in my family.

My small family is in the city, although not very rich, but with the efforts of my parents, I also have a car and a house, and my life is ok.

For our life, mom and dad work tirelessly every day. I think our life will be better tomorrow!

This is my place .

My family is composed of eight people in Grade One and Grade Seven. They are ordinary.

My name is Zheng Chupeng. I am good at math. Do you know my hobby? Yes, that's right. My hobby is making things. I can't do this often. I make things once a year.

My parents are very kind. They have a good attitude. They are very busy at work, but they never ignore us.

My three brothers are also very kind, and my uncle works in Guangzhou. My grandmother has an amiable attitude. She is usually at home. Because she is very old.

Now you know what my family has in common.

My father is like a tiger, because he is always the first to come when eating. When I was doing my homework, I made a mistake and he flew into a rage.

My mother is like an alarm clock. She wakes me up early every morning. Every time it's time for dinner, ask me to have dinner with my father.

I am like a little white rabbit, alive and kicking every day, and I love carrots.

I love this family very much.

I have nine articles in my first grade, which are love, warmth and a safe haven for children. Whenever I talk about the word "home", I often see a picture in my mind: many people are sitting around a round table, people are talking, laughing and caring, and everyone's face is full of happiness?

Here, I want to share a story: a teacher wrote a big word "home" on the blackboard and said, "Students, home is usually made up of parents and children. Every family has its own story. Who wants to talk about their home? " The classroom suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, but no one meant to answer. At this time, Sinan, an orphan who has always been silent in the class, stood up with red eyes and began to recite the names of several teachers and classmates loudly. There was silence in the classroom? After listening to this story, I believe you have guessed what my "new home" is-yes, from now on, I officially joined the "big family" of Class Two, Grade Seven.

Of course, like every family, we also have our own "parents"-the class teacher. Our "parents" class is quite strong, which makes me envy the height of this little man and may even be afraid of him. For example, our political teacher once said that she is like a student in front of him. Let's start with this "parent", a pair of big eyes,

But surprisingly sharp; High nose, protruding like an arrow; A clean beard makes him full of energy. He is also a Chinese teacher in his class. His teaching methods are often simple and easy to understand, and he also has his own unique opinions. The boring Chinese class is lively and humorous under his handling, and we are willing to listen carefully under the podium.

This "parent" is also very comedic. The most memorable one is "body double"-my parents beat him in turn. Because of this sentence, I like this lovely "parent" even more. He doesn't have the airs of an adult, and the teacher's prestige is unattainable, but a conversation between friends. You don't have to stand on ceremony in the face of him, you can get it off your chest as soon as possible. In view of this "parent", I secretly call him "dry brother" in my heart. I hope he doesn't mind.

These are my parents in my new home. Although I haven't been in contact for a long time, he gave me a familiar feeling, which is also a good beginning of junior high school life.

There are still many beautiful things to be discovered in this new "home". Finally, I said to the junior high school that has arrived: "Hey! Hello in junior high school! "