My sister’s composition for the first grade of junior high school

In daily study, work or life, everyone has dealt with composition. With the help of composition, people can reflect objective things, express thoughts and feelings, and convey knowledge and information. So the question is, how to write an excellent essay? The following are 10 essays about my sister in the first grade of junior high school that I collected for everyone. They are for reference only. You are welcome to read them. My sister's composition for the first grade of junior high school 1

If I have a sister, I will be very happy. This is how I feel, because my sister is very good and very similar to what the author described. Then let Let's go together and see what the little author sees her sister like. Isn't she very similar to her sister?

My sister is very cute. She has watery eyes, a high bridge of nose and a small cherry mouth, with two small dimples showing when she smiles.

My sister is very humorous, and everyone calls her the "King of Humor." At home, she often made us laugh.

My sister is excellent in all aspects. In primary school, he was selected as a class cadre almost every time, and was rated as one of the "Three Good Students" many times. She entered junior high school, got greater training in the new environment, and continued to achieve new results. She was rated as a school-level "three good students" and a school-level "outstanding cadre." My sister is now actively creating conditions to join the *** Youth League. I believe that in the days to come, my sister will bloom like sesame seeds in all aspects of study and life - growing steadily! My sister is always so easy-going and tolerant. No matter what happened between us, she never held it against me. One day, she brought home a composition book from school. While she was away, I used a red crayon to draw a big "100" on the teacher's scoring mark on the composition book. I also tore up the unwritten blank paper one by one. After I came down to fold the plane and play, my sister walked in and saw this terrible scene. She stared at me silently and burst into tears. She repaired the composition while crying. Seeing her so sad, I realized that I had done something wrong. I was so scared and looked at my sister stupidly. However, my sister neither scolded me nor hit me. Instead, she told me: "Don't touch my sister's homework anymore." ..." Every time I think about this incident, I want to cry.

My sister is now boarding in a middle school and goes home once a month. When she comes home, she always tells me a lot about school. I feel that my sister has grown up slowly, and I have learned a lot from her. a lot of.

I am proud to be such an excellent sister. I want to say to her: Sister, I miss you. My sister's composition for the first grade of junior high school Part 2

Qu Pangpang is my sister. Of course, although such a silly nickname is not her real name, it still suits her very well. As for the origin of this nickname, let me tell you slowly. Qu Pangpang turned out to be a real thin person. Looking at her appearance, you would think she was malnourished. But since she went to college, she has gradually gained weight. At first, I thought it was pretty good, but later on, it was not so good. She went from a thin person who weighed 174 but weighed only 47 kilograms to a fat person who weighed 64 kilograms, so "Qu Shou Shou" became Qu Pang Fat.

Although my sister is fat, fortunately her facial features are exquisite. Willow eyebrows, big eyes, high nose bridge. She looks stunningly beautiful from a distance, but it is only suitable for looking at her from a distance because she has a baby-fat face. Seeing this face, all your beautiful illusions about her will disappear. But my sister’s back is still quite beautiful. But just like the face, it can only be appreciated from a distance. If you walk in and take a look, you really can't compliment it.

After talking about Chubby’s appearance, let’s talk about her hobbies! She likes to buy cosmetics, eat special snacks, and even sing karaoke.

It is said that every girl has a love for beauty, and my sister is no exception. She is a huge shopaholic. Every weekend, she goes shopping like crazy and goes to various shopping malls to apply makeup. As soon as she swiped the card, all that was left was her chic back. However, I followed her with difficulty, carrying countless shopping bags. But you must not think that these cosmetics will be used up. Two-thirds of them will "fly" into the trash can with the garbage and end their short "life".

My sister is a "god of eating". She loves to eat everything in the world, including sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, and she will do whatever it takes to get it. When she wanted to eat Shanghai Xiao Long Bao, she bought a plane ticket and flew to Shanghai regardless of the situation. When she got there, she smiled proudly, rented a car skillfully, and drove to the most unique snack street in Shanghai.

As soon as she arrived, her "eating god" nature was fully revealed. She ordered ten cages of soup dumplings, but I only ate four. You have to know that there are six soup dumplings in one cage!

The craziest thing about my sister is not these two things, but singing karaoke. As long as she walks into the private room, she will show others her "natural sound". She started singing the same song in the private room, and she felt that she would not give up easily until she sang it thirty times. And she didn't allow us to close the door. Every time we wanted to close the door, she would hold the microphone and shout: "Don't close the door!!!" We could only shake our heads helplessly and continue to "appreciate" her "natural and magical sound".

After two years of crazy march, my sister has changed from 64 kilograms to 74 kilograms. Qu Pangpang has also transformed from the original fat man into Qu Pangpang. It was only then that Pangpang became slightly dissatisfied with his figure and finally started a weight loss plan. But just a few minutes after arriving at the gym, she started shouting, "I'm tired! I'm tired! I won't practice anymore!" Her sister decisively gave up. Alas, this weight loss plan also failed.

Sister, you are really cute and helpless. The courageous look you have when you are running around major shopping malls for cosmetics; the hurried look you have when you get on a plane for various delicacies, flying from here to there, and then flying back here, which makes you look particularly "silly" "; When you sing that crazy song in KTV, your desperate look makes people really laugh. Sister, sister, you have to work hard! My sister's composition for the first grade of junior high school Part 3

My sister is not tall, but her hair is long. She has small eyes and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose. She has her own unique character: although she is a girl, she never dresses herself up deliberately, and only follows the route of a cool girl. But she is the same as other girls in that she likes to look in the mirror, in the morning, Take photos at noon and even at night. On the surface, she is just a weak girl, but in my heart, she is a real strong woman.

Her academic performance is not first or second in the class, but she is willing to read. Just like she didn't do well in physics this time, she made up her mind to catch up with Zhejiang Physics during the summer vacation. Maybe this won't be of great help to her, but I admire her from the bottom of my heart. I thought: It would be great if I also had such great determination. No, during this summer vacation, except for Sundays when she was free, she spent the rest of her time studying hard at the tutoring center. After a few weeks, she has made very obvious progress, and we are all happy for her.

Another time, her sister’s parents were not at home, and her younger siblings who were staying at her home were still young and needed her care, so she took on the responsibility of taking care of her younger siblings and their safety. After a while, the younger brother and sister started fighting over the TV, and the older sister had no choice but to put down her homework and run to break up the fight. After the younger brother agreed to let her go, she wasted a few hours cooking again. She doesn't usually cook, so today she had to cook the simplest egg fried rice. When she could finally sit down for a while to do her homework, her brother who woke up clamored to go out to play again. She had no choice but to let them take them to the park. Two and a half hours later, they finally said they were going home, but her sister But it is the mute who eats Coptis chinensis - the pain cannot be expressed.

My sister has many advantages and disadvantages, but they are few. My sister’s figure always appears in front of me. That figure is always so tall, which makes me think that she is my number one idol. My sister's composition for the first grade of junior high school, Part 4

I have a sister who is three years older than me. In my heart, she is not only my sister, but also my close friend. Because if I have any secrets, I will only tell her alone.

My sister has graduated from the third grade of junior high school. She is now staying at her aunt's house in Tianshui. And I plan to find a job there to experience life. It is better to say that it is to experience life than to take the opportunity to play for a few days.

My sister’s academic performance is not very good, but her composition is very good. Every time my father said that my sister had inherited his composition skills, but my composition was a mess. well! I really don't know how this happened. Is this really genetic? The answer is unknown—apparently not.

Since the second semester of the third year of junior high school, my sister has been studying very hard. She gets up at six o'clock every morning and goes to school, because since she signed up for art, she has to spend time and energy on this aspect. So she doesn't go home until eight o'clock every night.

During that time, I saw that she was really working hard and very tired.

Mom and Dad always use my sister as an example to talk about my brother and me. Their words are always full of words for us to learn from in the future. My sister, like my parents, always uses herself as an example to teach us both a lesson.

I remember one time, around one o'clock in the morning, I got up to go to the bathroom, and suddenly I found that my sister was still reciting the text by the bedside. So I asked my sister: "Sister, when did you wake up? Or you didn't sleep at all." Just as I was saying this, my sister yawned. She said to me: "Hui, did I make you unable to sleep because of the noise?" I quickly said: "No, no, sister, I am worried that your body will not be able to bear it." "Then you go to bed quickly, first Leave me alone," my sister said to me in a tired voice.

Sister, who knows how much effort, sweat and time you have put in to pass the high school entrance examination.

Sister, I wish you can get the pink admission notice as soon as possible, so that you can use it to prove your past hardships. My sister's composition for the first grade of junior high school Part 5

My sister is a person who loves to study, love to work, and loves to help others. She has a pair of big watery eyes, a small red mouth, white cheeks, and black hair.

I remember that summer when I was five years old, my sister and I were still in the same school. On the way home from school, it suddenly started pouring rain. My sister quickly pulled me and ran to a place where there was no rain. In this place, it seems that the rain will not stop for a while. But my parents were busy and couldn't come to pick us up. I was so anxious that I cried.

At that time, I was only wearing short sleeves, shorts, and sandals. When my sister came to school, she only wore an extra coat and didn’t even bring an umbrella. But she said: "Here! Put on your coat quickly. Don’t "You're cold!" "Aren't you cold?" I asked my sister, because she has been sick since she was a child, and it always takes a long time to recover from illness. "It's not cold, it's raining," she said, looking to the sky. He looked around, took my hand and said, "Good boy, I think the rain won't stop for a while, why don't we run back quickly?" "

My sister looked at me and nodded, then she hugged me and ran out. The raindrops hit us, and we didn't realize it. We were running through the rain, one foot deep and the other shallow. I looked up. Sister, I found that she was also looking at me. We looked at each other and smiled.

Finally we arrived home. My sister was completely soaked. The rain was running down her face. She didn’t seem to feel it. , quickly brought a towel to wipe my hair, and quickly asked me to take a hot bath. When I came out of the bathroom with dirty clothes, I happened to see my sister lying on the table and fell asleep, so I left quickly I went over and touched her face. It was so hot! "Sister!" I shouted loudly, but she didn't seem to hear me. I was so scared! I held my sister's hand and thought to myself: "Sister, she is such a good person." , when can I protect her like my sister protects me? "Sister, please stop sleeping. It was my fault before. I will never quarrel with you again. I will do whatever you ask me to do." I looked at my sister's flushed face and cried.

"Be good, don't cry. Sister, just take a nap and you'll be fine in a while." My sister opened her weak eyes and said to me with a smile. At night, my parents came back and were frightened when they saw us, so they quickly took us with them. I went to see a doctor and my sister was fine.

Thank you for being with me along the way, my good sister. My sister, first grade essay 6

I have a kind person who loves me. Sister.

She is so beautiful, with thin eyebrows, big eyes, a high bridge of nose, and a pair of double eyelids. What I like most about my sister is the rosy dimples when she smiles. The moist cheeks are so cute. The ponytail on her head is swaying as she walks. She is not only beautiful but also loves me very much.

I remember one time. My parents were not at home, and my sister and I were playing hide-and-seek at home. The rules were: rock-paper-scissors, whoever loses hides. As soon as I entered the living room, I felt a headache, so I sneaked into the bedroom. , I hid under the quilt. I was hoping that my mother would get off work soon. My sister looked for me for a long time and finally found me under the quilt, so she quickly touched my forehead and tried again. When I tested my forehead, my sister frowned and became nervous. She carried me on her back and went to the infirmary without saying anything. The doctor and my grandmother took my temperature. It was a fever and I needed a sling bottle.

My sister supported me and waited patiently on the bench. The old lady came with a sling bottle and hung it on the infusion pole. She nodded to her sister to get ready. My sister quickly hid my face behind her and gently picked up my little hand. I was still mumbling, "Brother, don't be afraid! As soon as the discount is over, mom will be off work!" I felt the cool needle piercing my hand. I lay on my sister's back and cried, not because my hands hurt, but because of my sister. I always bullied my sister, but she was so kind to me.

My sister noticed that I was crying, so she helped me over, rested on her leg, and kept comforting me. Before I knew it, I fell asleep. When I woke up I was already at home.

My sister cares about me meticulously. I love my sister so much! My sister's composition for the first grade of junior high school, Chapter 7

I have a twin sister, her name is Shuangshuang, she is only two minutes older than me. We look very similar, we both have a thin figure, a round face with a pair of bright little eyes, a pair of small glasses on the high bridge of the nose, and we both like to wear a ponytail, which makes us look simple and generous. Our most distinctive feature is our two front teeth. When walking on the street, someone will always say: Look how similar these two children are, even their teeth are exactly the same.

My sister is very important to me both in study and in life.

In terms of study, she is my competitor. Because we are both good at studying, the teacher always asks me to compete with her to see who has better grades. My sister is a study committee member. She often ranks first in exams. She speaks actively in class every day and completes her homework seriously when she gets home. I can only occasionally surpass her, but I am not convinced! Once, we participated in a painting competition, and I won a bronze medal and a shiny medal, while my sister only won the excellence award. Therefore, she cried all afternoon and didn't eat. In fact, victory or defeat is a common thing in the military. If I were like her, I would cry and not eat when I couldn't win, and I would be even more hungry.

In school, my sister and I are both class cadres - she is the study committee member and group leader, and I am the literature committee member and group leader. After class, we always collect and submit homework together, do blackboard reports together, and exchange working methods with each other. After school, we held hands and went home together.

At home, she is my "bad sister". She got the nickname "Bad Sister" because we often argued and fought over little things. For example, when we wash our hands before eating, you won't let me, and I won't let you, but you push me aside. I will stare and say sternly: "I haven't finished washing yet, why should I let you wash it?" Start throwing water at each other, and a war begins... Such quarrels happen often, like appetizers before our meals. There are also some fights over trivial things, and my mother always pretends to be impatient and says: We are still just children, so I might as well send one of you away. We immediately stopped arguing and said to our mother in unison: No-ok!

In life, my sister is still my "close friend". She knows everything I think, say, do, and where I go, and she often points out to me what I should do and what I shouldn't do. So what I have to do is that my sister should be my sister. Composition for the first grade of junior high school 8

I have a bad sister who loves to gossip. Every time I talk to her, we say We can't tell each other's secrets, but she breaks her promise every time and talks about my secrets when talking to others, but I keep her secrets as promised, so I hate her from the bottom of my heart.

One night, she and I were having a heart-to-heart talk on the swing in the park. We said that we could not tell anyone our secrets. I saw that she agreed, so I boldly gave everything I had to her. I told her all the secrets, but the next day she told all my secrets. When people asked me what happened, I had to blush and say that I made those things up. I didn’t know at that time that there were How embarrassing.

Another time, she slept at our house, and I got up before her the next morning, so I started playing on the computer. When she woke up, I gave her the computer to play with, but she didn’t care. I hesitantly agreed that she would play from nine o'clock to eleven o'clock sharp. If my mother's phone call hadn't interrupted her, otherwise she would not stop playing until my mother got off work. Before leaving, we The two agreed not to tell anyone about it.

Later, Aunt Chen (Bad Sister’s mother) asked us why we got up so late. Bad Sister said that it was because I played on the computer from 8:30 to 11 o’clock, so I got up so late. . At that time, I heard her laughing "hehe" while speaking. I knew she was being sarcastic, so I was very upset.

Want to know who my bad sister is? She is Zhu Ying, Zhu Ying who is a bad sister in my eyes, but a good child in the eyes of others. My sister, first grade essay 9

"My sister has a pair of lovely tiger teeth..." I still remember the first time I heard this song, I cried, and my nose felt sour. , tears streaming down my face, because I also have such a sister, such a lovely and gentle sister, but she is incomprehensible and incomprehensible.

I am a rather sloppy person. At home, whenever I take the clothes to dry from the balcony, I never fold them and throw them directly into the closet. Therefore, every time I open the closet, Clothes started to fall out. "Hey, look at your clothes, you can't fold them before putting them away? Oh, lazy, lazy, lazy!" My sister frowned and said angrily. As she spoke, she spread a layer of sheets on the floor, and then Moved my clothes from the closet to the sheets and organized them all by myself. Because I know that if I go to help, my sister will start to hurt me and say, "Go and play, don't do anything to help me." So, I sat helplessly and waited for my sister's instructions. After that, my sister kept frowning, nagging a few words when she saw the mess, and then she sorted it out herself. Therefore, I don't hate my sister's anger. She always keeps the house clean. I don't understand why my sister always packs things when she's angry. Later I learned that there is a word called venting.

My sister is a very filial girl. Every year on the second Sunday of May, this day is very important to my sister, because on that day, it is Mother's Day. My sister always makes some ornaments or buys some flowers. But what makes me strange is that my sister never gives it to my mother herself. She always gives me a piece of colorful and beautiful paper, and then asks me to write some blessings. I don’t understand. My sister is obviously very filial, but why doesn’t she give it to her mother herself instead of asking me to give it to her? If the sister gives it to her mother herself, then the mother will understand her sister's filial piety. Every time my mother sees only the words on the paper, and every time it is my sister who speaks and I write, so my mother doesn’t know that it is my sister’s intention. My sister always cares about my mother secretly. I still remember that time, my mother had a bad cold. The doctor said a lot of precautions, and my sister kept them in mind, but she was still like that. She got water for her mother, but asked me to bring it to her. I know this is not because my sister is lazy.

Therefore, my mother always thinks that I am more filial than my sister, and she always praises me and praises me in front of others. My sister never explained, and my mother didn’t seem to take my explanation to heart. But I know that my mother still knows, and I know that my sister is also very filial.

There are thousands of people in this world who cannot be understood or understood. And the one I can’t read or see through is my sister. She gave me all the credit. I believe that all efforts will be duly rewarded.

My dear sister, I have already understood you and your love. My sister is a freshman in junior high school. Composition 10

My sister is ten years old, about 1.6 meters tall, with a slender face with big eyes, and always a tattoo on the back of her head. Black ponytail.

My sister loves to study very much. After every semester, she will get a good score, and at the end of the semester, she will be selected as a good student or an outstanding student. During the winter and summer vacations, my sister would help me study, give me lectures, and help me improve my studies.

Once, the teacher assigned me a reading note. I didn’t know how to write it well, so my sister patiently taught me the method. Let me read the article a few more times. After that, the two of us exchanged experiences with each other, and then wrote down the experiences, which naturally turned into an article. Finally, we polished the words and sentences, and then wrote the thoughts after reading. I really want to say to my sister: "Thank you, sister!" I love my sister, and I love her even more for her good qualities of loving learning and patiently helping others.