Side description essay 70

1. 70-word profile description of autumn

In the silence, it seems as if I can see the shadow of autumn coming from the layers of fallen leaves, heading towards the many people who are harvesting.

It passed through the bushes, making the branches laugh and bend down; it crossed the orchard, making the fruits laugh and blush. It chased the birds and flew south, urging the leaves to jump down from the trees.

I reached out my hand and wanted to grab her. But what he touched was just a laughter as sweet as silver bells.

Her light figure has already run into the distance. I don’t know when, the autumn rain fell quietly from the window again.

It accidentally fell on the glass window, "ding", like a musical note. Accidentally dropped it on the cement road, "Dong", another note.

Qiu collected the notes one after another and put them on her music score. It forms a unique gentle movement of autumn, which is refreshing.

While listening quietly, I forgot about time. When I looked out the window again, the golden light had spread to the horizon.

The temperature dropped in the footsteps of autumn. When the small figure of the tree in front of the door came into my eyes, when there were no more wild geese in the sky, when the coolness was blocked by the thick clothes, autumn was gone.

The last grain of wheat was taken away, leaving only a beautiful figure and a piece of music to be composed next year. 2. Profile composition

An incident that happened in the composition interest class

This morning, I came to the composition interest class that I had not seen for a long time with great interest. I walked to the door of the composition interest class, opened the door, and was shocked by the messy image in front of me: tables and chairs were arranged in a haphazard manner, chalk dust and white pieces of paper were everywhere on the ground, and chalk and plastic bags were scattered everywhere. placed on the ground. I thought: Why is the classroom like this after not seeing each other for a few weeks? As soon as the students came in and saw the classroom like this, they all turned around and ran away. How can we create a good writing environment in such a mess? Everyone finally decided to clean the classroom before going to class. So the action began...

First, divide the work. Since the male students were strong, the two male students were given the task of setting up the table and chairs, as well as tidying up the table. Because the female students are very careful, they are responsible for sweeping the floor and wiping the tables. After the division of labor was completed, everyone got busy. The male classmate laboriously moved the table, which kept making squeaking noises; the female classmate swept the floor carefully, and soon the "snowflakes" were cleaned up. Just when everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the careless male classmate accidentally dropped the chalk dust on the ground! The female classmate kept blaming him for destroying the fruits of her labor, even though the male classmate kept apologizing. The male classmate had no choice but to sweep the "recycled snow flakes" on the ground into the trash can. Seeing this, the female classmate stopped caring and smiled knowingly.

The teacher came at this time, and she was surprised to find that we were sweeping the floor diligently. But the teacher didn't come in. She stood at the door and looked at us with a smile. From time to time she would add a few words of praise: "You guys are so attentive to your work!" "It's quite clean!" or a few pointers: "This place is not clean enough. "It's not a good idea to put the table here!" It's like a commander directing our work.

Finally it was cleaned. The classroom now was very different from the classroom before cleaning: the floor was clean, the tables and chairs were arranged in an orderly manner, and there was no trace of chalk dust on them. It was different from the original classroom. What a stark contrast! Looking at the fruits of their hard work, the students all smiled happily... 3. Profile description of the composition

1. "Spring": Peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees, if you don't let me, I If I don't let you, they are all full of flowers. The red ones are like fire, the pink ones are like clouds, and the white ones are like snow. Thousands of bees were buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of all sizes were flying around. (The first two sentences describe the abundance, color, and smell of flowers. The last sentence is a side description. The reason why bees make noise and the reason why butterflies dance is self-evidently because the gorgeous flowers attract them.)

2 , "Little Heroes Come in the Rain": People in Luhua Village heard several shots fired along the river. With tears in their eyes, the old people said, "Yulai was a good boy. It's such a pity to die!" "Younger is not as young as you are when you have ambitions." Children in Luhua Village, Yulai's good friends Tietou and Sanzuaner heard the gunshots. Everyone cried. (These words describe how the villagers mistakenly believed that Yu Lai had been beaten to death by Japanese soldiers, and people discussed and commented on him. This side description eulogizes the noble character of the little hero Yu Lai’s heroic struggle against the enemy.

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3. Magic dazzles people, but "double spears stabbing the throat" is frightening. You see, the two young men strode onto the stage, saluted to the audience, and then simultaneously grabbed an iron gun with spear points at both ends, pointed the spear points at their own throats, and pushed them hard together, making the barrels of the guns become arc-shaped. One second, two seconds... The place was extremely quiet, as if even the air was stagnant. "Child, don't risk your life! Put it down quickly!" an old woman shouted with a cry. The two teenagers didn't care, and my heart suddenly rose to my throat. Suddenly, the two of them said "Hey" at the same time, and the gun barrel was bent into a "U" shape. Everyone was stunned. After a while, people woke up. Suddenly, applause and cheers rang out... (exaggerating the thrilling atmosphere.)

4. "Ventriloquism": Suddenly When a man shouts "fire rises", the husband shouts loudly, and the woman also shouts loudly. The two children cried together. Hundreds of people shouted, hundreds of children cried, and hundreds of dogs barked. There were the sounds of pulling and collapsing, the sound of fire, the whistling of the wind, and hundreds and thousands of people shouting in unison; there were also the sounds of hundreds and thousands of people asking for help, the sound of pulling the house, the sound of snatching, the sound of splashing water... So the guests all left the table with their faces changed, and they stretched out their arms. , the two sides are fighting, almost wanting to leave first. (All their actions seem to be in a scene of fire, which is a good foil for the superb skills of the export performers.)

5. "Under the scorching sun and heavy rain": There is not a single drop of water on the road, dry. Baba is glowing white. Dust flew up high on the pavement and connected with the gray air in the sky, forming a vicious formation of gray sand that burned the faces of passers-by. It's dry everywhere, it's hot everywhere, and it's stuffy everywhere. The whole old city is like a well-fired brick kiln, making people breathless. Dogs lay on the ground and stuck out their red tongues. The nostrils of mules and horses were extremely wide. Vendors did not dare to shout. The asphalt road was bleached by the sun. Even the bronze plaques in front of the shops seemed to be bleached by the sun. The street was very quiet. Only the copper plates were on the ground. The iron shop made an anxious monotonous clang. (To highlight and exaggerate the hardships of life and inner pain of specific characters in the article.) 4. A 100-word essay using profile description of people

Sure enough, at this time, the strange look stuck out from the round hole of the petal lattice window , dazzling and wonderful. The carnival stimulated various imaginations of the people. They all had a spectrum in their minds about what was considered the most ideal grotesque appearance. However, the pentagonal, hexagonal, and irregular shapes that emerged from the window holes so far could not satisfy them. At this time, a wonderful ugly appearance suddenly appeared, which dazzled the entire audience. Winning the first prize in one fell swoop was a sure shot. Mr. Coppernore himself applauded and applauded; Clopin Troupe participated in the competition, and his face was as ugly as you can say, so he had to be defeated. We are also ashamed of ourselves. We do not want to describe to the examiner here the tetrahedral nose, the horseshoe-shaped mouth, the small left eye blocked by a thatch-like brown eyebrow, the right eye completely covered by a large tumor, the The upper and lower rows of incomplete, messy teeth like castle battlements, the lips stained with pulp with an ivory-like incisor exposed above, the slit-like chin, especially the kind that enveloped everything. The expression is cunning, startled, and sad all at the same time. If possible, please readers, please put all this together and think about it! One of the composition fragment training - describing the use of language and words to cheer the audience unanimously. Everyone hurried to the chapel, and someone lifted the blessed madman pope out. At this time, when everyone saw it, they were extremely surprised and amazed: it turned out that this strange look was his true face! To put it more appropriately, his whole person was a grimace. A big head with reddish-brown hair standing on end; a huge hunchback hunched between the two shoulders, corresponding to the protuberance of the chicken breasts in front; the thighs and calves are twisted and out of shape, and there is only The knees can barely close together. Viewed from the front, it looks like two crescent-shaped scythes, with only the handles joined together; wide feet and huge palms; and, such a deformed body has an indescribable feeling. Terrible physique: energetic, agile and courageous. Strength and beauty both come from harmony. This is an eternal law, but this is an exception. The exception is so bizarre! This is the pope the madmen have just chosen.

My brother is six years old this year. He has big eyes, a high nose, and a pair of small dimples when he smiles. He is very cute. My younger brother likes to wear blue clothes. He says blue is the color of the sky and he feels like he is in the air, so many of his clothes are blue.

(Front) Another time, my mother took us to buy clothes. My mother took a fancy to a white dress and wanted to buy it for my brother. But the younger brother insisted on a blue one, and his mother disagreed. As a result, the younger brother cried and fussed, and finally the mother had no choice but to buy him a blue one. (Side view) My brother is still a very naughty child. (Front view) He always secretly hides the things his mother just bought, and it takes her mother a long time to find them. Another time we couldn't find our brother as soon as we got home, which made our parents very anxious. It took us a long time to find him. It turned out that he had played hide-and-seek and hid in the cupboard, and actually fell asleep in there. (Side) 5. A profile essay

At seven o'clock every morning, the familiar sound of footsteps and the loud call at the door will always sound in the corridor: "Milk is here! Every time I hear this sound When I saw the milkman, I would get up and open the door.

The milkman was an ordinary uncle who was in his 50s. His skin is dark and swarthy, which is the result of being exposed to the wind and sun for many years. Under his gray hair, there is a pair of small but bright eyes that remain deeply in my mind. < /p>

Because his milk is strong and fragrant, residents on many floors have ordered milk. One of them is on the sixth floor. The subscriber on the sixth floor is our house, which is on the 12th floor. Going up and down is already very tiring without taking anything, not to mention that the milk bottles are round and slippery, and you will break a few bottles if you are not careful.

Winter snow covers the earth, and everything is covered with it. Wearing silver clothes, the long and lonely winter has arrived early, but no matter it is windy or snowy, the uncle will always come to deliver milk.

In the morning, it is still as cold as usual. "Ding Ling" the doorbell rang again. I still wanted to sleep in bed, but I had to open the door. I opened the door slowly and saw him standing at the door as usual, with a smile on his face. Wearing a black coat, there were deep wrinkles on his forehead, which seemed to catch mosquitoes, but he looked very energetic. I picked up the milk bottle, but it fell heavily to the ground. , I said to myself in disappointment: “Hey, today’s milk flow is in vain! The uncle said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I will refill the bottle today for free." "I took the milk and said thank you.

It was another cold windy morning, and this uncle came to deliver milk again. He carefully handed the milk to me. When I took the milk When I was picking up the bottle, I found that his hands had been blown to pieces by the ruthless cold wind. His skin was wrinkled and had holes like the bark of an old pine tree. His hair was trembling slightly due to the cold wind. I saw him His mouth was trembling, and he was obviously very cold, although he was still smiling. I asked him: "It's so cold, why don't you wear gloves? How about I ask dad to give you a pair?" He pointed at the bottle as he spoke: "Look, there is a layer of ice beads on the outside of this bottle. If you wear gloves, the bottle will slip off easily, and I'm used to it." "When he left, I took advantage of him not paying attention and gently put Dad's black gloves in his box.

Another early morning, "Sending milk! "I called the door and saw that the hands were wearing black gloves. The other person was smiling. Of course, I was also smiling happily in my heart. 6. Profile essay

My father is a real man! I once She secretly wrote in her diary: According to my mother, my father rarely sheds tears. Back then, my teenage father went to the countryside alone in the distant Inner Mongolia, where he was surrounded by yellow sand and had no one around him. Neither of them shed tears. My father was in an accident and suffered more than a dozen major and minor injuries. The pain was unbearable and he couldn't sleep at night. My father never said a word "pain" or screamed. He endured it silently and strongly. In my memory, my father only shed tears three times.

When I was a child, I got "appendicitis" because of exercising after meals. It was during the Spring Festival, and the doctor was not available, so I was in pain. I had to roll on the bed with tears streaming down my face. My father contacted the doctors everywhere and finally sent me to the operating room. Accompanied by bursts of pain, I slowly woke up and saw my father’s bloodshot eyes and nose. The skin on both sides was slightly wrinkled. I knew that my father was crying. I couldn't help but tremble in my heart. I never thought that my strong father would cry, and it was for me. My nose became sour and tears burst out of my eyes. While Qing wiped away my tears, I understood deeply: No matter how strong my father's heart is, I will always be the softest one in it and will always be his fatal wound.

7. 80-word fragment describing a character from the side

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< p> Profile description of characters Profile description, as the name suggests, is not a direct description of the characters from the front, but a description of the situations, scenes, people, objects, etc. around the main task, and uses all the surrounding conditions as a foil to set off the characters. Why should we learn to use this method to describe characters? Students, think about it: if you only start from the front when writing a character, then the character to be written will often be thin. If you describe this character from the side, then the character you write will be fuller. Example: Uncle, where are you? Uncle, where are you? Your figure always appears in front of my eyes. I have always cherished that past event that shone like a shell in my heart. It was a scorching day last summer. Due to continuous heavy rains for a month, the river water surged, and the water level had already exceeded the warning line. The situation was very critical. The cadres are nervously organizing the transfer of the masses. Uncles from a company of the People's Liberation Army have also joined the rescue team and are working hard to strengthen the embankment. Men, women, old and young, everyone who can lift the earth basket is fighting in the dangerous place. I thought, how can the embankment be broken? There are so many people defending it and it is not strong enough? Besides, even if it breaks, I can still hear the sound of water and run to the embankment, which is only 200 meters away from my house. So I sneaked back into the house while the aunt who was taking care of us children wasn't paying attention, and looked around for the "Mathematical Olympiad Series" that I regarded as a treasure. Suddenly, there was a "boom" and the embankment burst! I opened the window and looked into the distance. The flood was rolling in like my tile-roofed house. In an instant, the flood rushed to the door. I climbed up to the window desperately, grabbed the steel bars with both hands, and cried. After a while, I saw an uncle from the People's Liberation Army flying towards me in the waist-high flood. He rushed under the window sill, pulled me off, and shouted: "Get on my back!" He tightened me with both arms and ran towards the dam. Suddenly, a strong current rushed over and pushed us back several meters. "Plop" 8. Frontal description composition and side description composition

Autumn Colors "The autumn wind is mixed with autumn rain, and the night is cool. There is a constant whistling, and the fallen leaves dance leisurely." Yes! The autumn wind blows and the autumn rain passes by. Mother Qiu is busy covering the trees with gold.

Looking from afar, it looks like a vast "golden sea". The autumn wind swept by, and the leaves fell one after another. Some danced like butterflies; some spread their wings like orioles and flew; some spun lightly like dancers.

The fallen leaves on the ground are like a thick golden blanket. Although autumn is not as lively as spring when flowers are in full bloom, nor is it as lively as summer when trees are lined with shades of trees, it attracts people with its attractive autumn colors and golden fruits.

I love to see the bright moon on the Mid-Autumn Night; I love to see the beautiful autumn chrysanthemums in Yingze Park; I love to see the geese heading south in neat lines; I love to see the clear Fen River water reflecting the blue sky; and I love to see pearls even more. The granaries are piled with grains, and the branches are covered with heavy apples. In autumn, the chrysanthemums stand proudly against the cold wind, graceful and graceful.

There are red, white, yellow, purple and pink.

Colorful and beautiful in autumn. Isn’t there a saying that says, “Chrysanthemums are not preferred among flowers, and there will be no more flowers after all the flowers have bloomed.”

In autumn, Jiewei Mountain is covered with red leaves, as red as flames and sunset, as if they disdain the cold autumn. It’s really “ Frost leaves are as red as February flowers.” How can we not love these beautiful autumn colors! Entering autumn We enter autumn. The ears of rice, sunflowers, apples, grapes, corn, and sorghum are all mature, and the beautiful wild chrysanthemums are also fragrant in the fields.

The ears of rice are mature, and the golden face is like a beautiful piece of gold, shining in the sun. The sunflowers are mature, and they all bow their heads and bend over, as if they are walking with their backs bent.

The apples were cooled by the autumn wind, and everyone wore a red cotton-padded jacket, as if red lanterns were hung on every branch. every branch.

The grapes were also cooled by the autumn wind, and each one of them was covered with a purple robe, as if the grapes were also blown by the autumn wind. Like beautiful purple pearls, the strings are so beautiful! Corn held up the red tassel and opened her mouth happily, as if she had forgotten all the worries of the summer.

Gao Liang smiled with a red face, grinning from ear to ear as if he had been praised by others.

The wild chrysanthemums are also fragrant in autumn. I walk on the paths in the fields and gently smell the fragrance of the wild chrysanthemums. They are as beautiful and beautiful as roses, honeysuckles, morning glory and cactus flowers. In autumn, there are those golden ears of rice, yellow sunflowers, fiery red apples, purple grapes, yellow corn, and red sorghum. It is so beautiful! ah! How colorful autumn is! How glorious you are! How noble you are! You are not only a beautiful season, but also a harvest season.

I want to thank autumn, because autumn brings us food and fills the world with beauty. ah! Autumn, how great you are! Sunset After dinner today, my friends and I were playing in the yard. We played for a while, and when we were tired, we lay down on the soft sand and looked at the sky. Suddenly, a piece of sunset floated into my sight, and I looked around I looked at it and saw more sunset glow. I looked carefully and found that the sunset glow looked like many things.

Some sunsets are like an old hen, with little chicks covered with yellow feathers. Behind them, there is a piece of sunset chasing closely like a vicious dog. Suddenly, the hen turns around and goes away. The hen turned around and pecked the evil dog, driving it away. Some sunsets are like a dozen horses. They are galloping on the field, seeming to be competing with who can run the fastest. After a while, a horse crosses the finish line first. It is the strong one in the group of horses. It is the horse. The leader of the group. I want to be the first no matter what I do in life and not fall behind others.

Some sunsets look like a few children playing together. Sometimes they play in the river; sometimes they pick up stones by the river; sometimes they wrestle under the shade of the trees, and sometimes they pick fruits on the trees... They play So happy. The sunset is so beautiful, why didn’t I notice it before? Grandpa’s courtyard In the early morning, a burst of birdsong like silver bells awakened the sleeping earth.

I opened my sleepy eyes, put on my clothes, and came to my grandpa’s farmyard. I looked up at the sky, and the white fish belly appeared in the east. The small courtyard gradually came alive in the rising sun.

Look, the rooster walked up to the courtyard wall with his head held high and his chest puffed out, and cried "Oooh"; the bird stood on the treetop and sang "Chirp" , like happy notes one after another; there is a curl of smoke from the chimney, it is so warm, I think it must be grandma starting to cook. After breakfast, the sun has risen very high.

The small courtyard suddenly became brighter. Peonies, roses, clivias... all blooming in the sunshine.

The peonies are blooming brightly, and each one looks like the bright smiling faces of children. The red, yellow and pink roses dance in the breeze, like a graceful girl.

Clivia is blooming in the corner, but it is not ostentatious, as if it is showing its gentlemanly demeanor. There is an apricot tree in the middle of the yard. It looks so tall among the flowers. It stretches its strips of paper to all sides.

On the branches, there are small oval leaves, emerald green. Pushing aside the dense leaves, I also saw small apricots, like beating little hearts, showing us its strong vitality.

What surprised me even more was that in the clump of bamboo at the entrance of the courtyard, there was a small drop of water hanging on the tip of each leaf. I asked my grandfather why there was a crystal dewdrop hanging on each bamboo leaf.

My grandfather told me that bamboo absorbs as much water as possible at night to supply its growth needs until it reaches the leaf tips. I suddenly realized that this patch of dark green was just the manifestation of its vitality.

It was gradually reaching noon, and in the moist earthy smell, I smelled waves of tangy fragrance. When I looked up, I saw that it was coming from the locust tree outside the yard.

The branches are full of white sophora flowers, like a mountain of silver. It is really like "a sudden spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of locust trees bloom"! Bees are buzzing, adding more vitality to the courtyard.

This is my grandpa’s courtyard, a vibrant courtyard! See clearly! This is 4 articles! Don't take it for granted.

9. Write an essay based on profile description

Friendship is drinking Kung Fu tea and tasting tea ceremony! Friends are like fragrant tea, which calms and strengthens people; friends are the eternal wealth in life, and sincerity cannot be blasphemed. The right amount of tea meets the water that suits you, and the tea meets the person that suits you. The tea, water, and people meet because of fate, which makes people feel a kind of feeling when drinking tea, which is the feeling that they always thought they could. If you don’t take away a cloud, when you are desperate, you will find that you are still holding the tail of the cloud tightly in your hands.

What is friendship? You may be surprised that I don't even understand friendship. However, what made me realize it deeply and truly understand its meaning was after that incident.

At noon that day, the sun was still spitting out tongues of fire, shining fiercely on the earth, as if it was going to scorch the earth. Because of this, Cao Qing, Yu Pei and I hid under the shade of a tree and danced rubber bands. We were jumping rubber bands and discussing the weather. Cao Qing said: "The weather forecast said it will rain today. I think he is lying." I also supported her point of view. Yu Pei said: "How can the weather be so good? "It looks like it's going to rain."

But at the end of the second class in the afternoon, the weather was not good, and the weather forecast was biased. After a while, the sky became overcast, and we hurriedly ran into the classroom. A ray of silver light pierced the sky, Thunder God blew a whistle, and the rain girl spilled the best and most pearls.

After school, everyone "went their separate ways". As for me, I stood alone on the roadside outside the school, hoping that the rain would stop, because according to the distance and distance from my home, I ran slow enough for me to take a long bath. Suddenly, an umbrella blocked the sky above my head. When I turned around, it turned out that my good friend Zhao Mary was behind me. She smiled sweetly and said, "Come, let's go home together." I was so happy that I walked into the rain chatting and laughing with her, throwing away all my worries.

In a short while, we will reach the fork. It seems that I can only give it a try. I was about to rush into the rain when she suddenly said: "Here, you can hold this umbrella." I said: "How can this be done? Won't you get wet?" But she smiled: "It doesn't matter. My home is close, and you can get there in just a few steps. Your home is far away, so you should go home quickly, otherwise your parents will be anxious. "I was so moved that I didn't know what to say, but I still said it when I heard it." Thanks".

Along the way, my heart was heavy and full of friendship.