Write a composition of about 600 words by narrative method.

1. My mother's composition is more than 600 words, which needs to be described. 1. My mother.

Mom, it is kind, kind. In order to let us know more, my mother often tells us repeatedly when I go out to play or go to school, either telling us not to get the clothes we just changed dirty or listening to the teacher at school. I think everyone must "escape" but this level! In the words of our children, it is "mother's nagging".

When I was in the second and third grade, every time I went out, my mother always helped me pack my clothes and start over. At school, I must listen to the teacher, don't play on the ground after class, and don't get my clothes dirty. I smiled at my mother's face, which was annoying. Isn't mom tired of avoiding her nagging and cheating on her? I am going to school soon. I never tire of nagging at the thought that my mother will start over for me. Thinking of this, I saw my mother go to my room to sort things out. I was busy stuffing breakfast into my mouth when my mother was away. Although I can't fit a few small mouths, I still try my best to stuff them in. Seeing that my mother was ready to come out, I immediately picked up my schoolbag and said, "Mom, I'm leaving." I ran out and my mother followed me. Seeing that I was far away from her, I said loudly at the door, "Don't get my clothes dirty, just like the original teacher said." Although I am far away from my mother, I can still hear it vaguely. Don't put clothes ... it has happened many times.

I grew up gradually, and I gradually understood some things such as taking care of myself. As I grew up, my mother grew up with me, gradually reducing the "tired" nagging, slowly, even to nothing!

Now that I am grown up and sensible, I understand that my mother's care for me is so deep, so deep. Every sentence is an expectation for children. I hope we can grow up early and know more about right and wrong. My mother has stopped nagging, but I can still hear her praying for her son's daughter who is far away from home. "Be sure to study hard, take care of yourself and fight for your mother."

Mom, you will always be kind and kind.

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My mother is of medium height, with long shiny black hair, big bright eyes and a red mouth. She is always smiling.

My mother is very busy at work and often goes to meetings on business trips, but she takes good care of me. Usually, my mother is sometimes my teacher and always takes pains to teach me a lot. Sometimes, my mother is my good friend. She will play games with me or something when she is free. My mother is very strict with me, especially in terms of ideology and morality. She always asks me to be a good boy.

Once, my mother and I went shopping in Tongfu Supermarket. I saw a box of erasers and liked it very much, but I was afraid that my mother wouldn't let me buy it, so I secretly took it away. Later, when I got out of the supermarket, my mother saw me put my hands behind my back and looked a little flustered. She asked me gently, "Yingying, what's that in your hand?" I looked down and whispered, "Nothing!" Then my mother asked me to put my hand out. So I took out my hand that didn't take anything. Mom looked at it and said, "Put out your other hand, too!" I had to stretch out my other hand. Mother looked at it and asked, "Yingying, why do you have a new box of elephant skins?" I hung my head and didn't dare to make any noise. After a while, my mother said softly, "Do you want people to treat you as a thief and let the police uncle take you back to the police station?" I immediately shook my head and said, "I don't want to be a thief!" " ""Why don't you go back and tell your sister in the supermarket that you forgot to pay! "Hearing this, I immediately returned to the supermarket and gave the money to the cashier's sister. Unexpectedly, my sister quickly praised me as a good boy! After coming out of the supermarket, my mother said to me earnestly: "Yingying, we have to be aboveboard people since childhood, and we must never do these trivial things!" "As the saying goes,' steal when you are young, steal when you are old'.

Cow! You must remember! "I nodded. Although it's been a long time, every time I think about it now, I feel it's my mother, otherwise I would have been a thief! My mother is really a good mother!

I wish you a happy study and hope to adopt it.

2. Write a personal composition with narrative method, 500 words (junior high school) give me extra points for selling hemp balls, selling hemp balls ... "This damn peddling woke me up from my dream again. Needless to say, it's already half past five, and it's still half an hour before I should get up.

Somehow, just recently, there was an old man selling hemp balls in our family. He starts selling at 5: 30 every day, whether on weekdays or weekends. Whether it is sunny, windy or rainy, it will not give in. Every day, he disturbs my good dreams. I should get up at six o'clock. At this time, he woke me up and made me afraid to sleep. When I got up, I didn't think of it. I had to toss and turn in bed and wasted half an hour, not to mention how uncomfortable it was. For this reason, I hate this hemp ball very much, and I get a headache and upset when I hear this peddling. I don't know how many times I scolded him in my heart.

However, until one day, my opinion of this old man selling hemp balls suddenly changed. It was a sunny Sunday morning, and I was woken up by the hateful peddling as usual. I covered my head tightly with a quilt and didn't want to mention how cruel I was to the old man. It's hateful to have such a rest day and not let people sleep late. Suddenly, amid the harsh hawking, there came the crowing of larks, which was crisp and sweet, and my heart could not help moving. I can't sleep anyway. I might as well go out and see the scenery in the morning, see what kind of old man this is and what kind of craftsmanship he has, just lift the quilt and put it on quickly.

I took some change and walked out of the house. Hey, it's a nice day today. The sky is blue and the sun is shining, and my heart suddenly opens up. I followed the hawking to find the old man selling hemp balls, and I saw an old man surrounded by a large group of children from a distance. I thought, no wonder peddling comes every day, business is good.

I quickly took a few steps and took a closer look, which surprised me. In my heart, the person who sells hemp balls is a dirty person covered in oil. I didn't expect the old man in front of me to wear an old uniform that was washed white, but he was clean and neat, up and down, and he looked capable. I secretly had a good impression and handed me the change in my hand and said, "Give me two.

With money in one hand, the old man picked up a pair of chopsticks and a convenient bag in the other, put two hemp balls in the bag and said gently, "Be careful, take it. "I took it, took out one and took a bite. It's really fragrant and crisp. It's delicious, very delicious. I can't help liking him. I looked at him carefully: his weather-beaten face was covered with wrinkles of years, and his body was tough. My face is always filled with a kind smile for children. No wonder the children were surrounded in a big circle. No wonder children are so willing to eat. No wonder I sell it every day ... my newly-rising affection for him suddenly disappeared. I turned around angrily and just wanted to attack.

Unexpectedly, the old man took out four and a half pieces from his pocket and handed them to me. He said apologetically, "little classmate, I was busy just now and didn't have time to give you change." I am really sorry. " I was puzzled. He quickly said, "You gave me five dollars.

"I suddenly understood that I was in a hurry and didn't care about mistaking five dollars for fifty cents. Looking at the money handed by the old man, I remembered the thoughts in my head and turned white for a moment. I don't know what to do. Seeing me like this, the old man asked with concern, "what's the matter, little classmate?" What's wrong? " I am speechless. I really hate myself. How can I look at such an old man who works hard to support himself? I quickly reached for the money handed over by the old man and said, "Nothing, I bought it all." The old man gave me all the remaining hemp balls and said, "Two more are free.

"I refused to accept anything, but the old man went over and said," This is a big business at a loss. Buy five and get one free. "Say that finish, don't look back ... Looking at the old man's farther and farther back, I have a great respect for him, and I can't help feeling very deeply in my heart: the small business vendors I usually contact are shoddy, with less filling more, deceiving customers. How can there be honesty between people? Today, the old man gave me a vivid lesson. The world needs honesty, but we should cherish it even more! Old Uncle, there are many people who have helped me in this world, but it was the unknown good uncle who worked on the construction site that changed my life.

On the last exam of the fifth grade final exam, grandpa sent me to the exam on a "little electric donkey". At that time, the weather was very cold. Even if you wear more clothes, the "chilly" wind can easily get into your body.

There was only a click, and the "little electric donkey" went on strike because of the cold. No matter how hard grandpa tried, it wouldn't move. I looked at this "little electric donkey" and was very anxious. I stamped my feet and sighed, wishing I could suddenly fly, but the fact is still true! I looked at the time, and it was passing by little by little.

Although it is winter weather, I am sweating with anxiety. I anxiously said to my grandfather, "Grandpa, I'm going to be late for the exam."

"Then, let's go by taxi." However, we waited for a long time and didn't expect a taxi.

The doorman at the construction site saw that Grandpa and I were in a hurry and immediately asked us why. When he knew the reason, there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, an old uncle came to us. He asked, "What's the matter?" "My child will have an exam today, and it will be too late soon, but our' little electric donkey' is broken again and the taxi can't be hit. I am really anxious! " Uncle thought for a moment and said, "I don't think you are a bad person, so I will lend you my little electric donkey."

Grandpa quickly said, "How did this happen?" "It doesn't matter. If you don't worry, just leave your' little electric donkey' to me. "

After listening, we repeatedly said, "Thank you! Thank you! " Grandpa took me to take the exam by plane. When I took the exam, I did it very carefully. I think: I should get a good grade in the exam to repay the kind people who helped me.

When I got home, I heard that Grandpa had returned the car, and I thanked him again and again, but I didn't have a chance to face him.

3. Hard-working mother writes about 600 words. I have a hardworking mother. She is angels in white and the leader of this unit. She not only works hard, but also is an expert at housework.

More importantly, she gave me countless loves. Let's start with mom cooking.

Mom can cook a lot of delicious dishes, even the difficult dishes such as chopped pepper and fish head can become her specialty. There are also braised eel, shredded hot and sour potatoes, egg noodles, dried cabbage and other dishes, all of which are my favorites. When I see delicious food, I will jump on it like a greedy cat.

Every time my mother sees me wolfing down my food, she will show a happy expression of relief. Otherwise, can I have my own strong body without mom's delicious food? Let's talk about my mother's care for my daily life. She is responsible for all my food and drink. Especially when I am sick, my mother always takes good care of me. I believe I will never forget the happiness at that time. I remember having a high fever in the middle of the night, which worried my parents.

They did not hesitate to send me to the hospital, busy registering, paying for medical treatment and accompanying me with infusion. My mother touched my head and asked me if I was still dizzy. Touch my hand later and ask me if it hurts. Cheer me up. A strong sense of well-being offset the whole body discomfort, so that I have a sweet smile.

My mother didn't sleep a wink all night and had to go to work the next day. My father asked my mother for leave, and my mother insisted that she couldn't. The hospital needed her. My mother is also a strict mother, especially for my study. Every day after school, she will definitely ask me to do my homework before playing.

Once my mother asked me to write, and I wrote an article at random, and my mind was full of Happy Camp. Later, my mother read my article, severely criticized me, and tore up the article I worked so hard to write and asked me to rewrite it until she was satisfied. Mom still has many good habits.

Insist on going to bed early and getting up early every day so that we won't sleep late every morning; Clean the environment regularly every day, so that our home is always in order. If there is a next life, let me choose my mother.

I would definitely choose my mother. She gave birth to me, educated me and made me feel the greatness of life.

4. Write a personal composition by narrative, and a person can learn no less than 500 words from me. "This is what Confucius said.

Everyone has a teacher, and according to their own preferences, good teachers in their minds are also produced one by one, and I am no exception. My idea of a good teacher is Miss Wang, who is teaching me Chinese now.

Although she is very strict with us, I firmly believe that "strict teachers make excellent students." She has been asking her classmates to be concise. For their study, the teacher moved her home to Fengzeyuan, not far from the school. She is not afraid of her classmates asking more questions and contacting her parents from time to time. Although she is not a class teacher, her efforts have far exceeded those of the class teacher. Isn't such a teacher worthy of our praise and praise?

I remember that on the eve of the final exam last semester, my grades dropped significantly. Teacher Wang talked to me many times. Seeing no improvement, he contacted my parents decisively, reflecting my problems in many aspects at school and my performance in class. The teacher not only raised questions, but also put forward many suggestions. What impressed me most was the conversation between my father and the teacher. Teacher Wang exchanged my composition "Spring" with my father in the second semester of senior one. Father was surprised and said, "You know this composition, too." When I got home, my father said to me, "Look how much your Chinese teacher cares about you! She even remembers your first-grade composition! " At that time, there were 46 students in the class who wrote a composition every two weeks. If you really count how many articles the teacher has to remember! Such a teacher is really touching, singing about the teacher's quality and crying about the teacher's hard work.

I remember when I was in primary school, I wanted to grow up and become a people's teacher as soon as I started school.

How easy it is to be a teacher! Isn't it just talk? Just practice tongue twisters more. But now my mind has changed. The teacher is so hard and tired. Is this the fate of teachers? This is what teachers should suffer. Should they be tired? Don't! Don't! Don't! You are wrong. This is not a teacher's fate, nor is it a teacher's pain and fatigue. This is the most bitter, tiring and sacred occupation chosen by all those who are willing to contribute selflessly.

Miss Wang! You are the white warrior in my heart. Although you didn't try your best to heal the wounded and rescue the dying in front of the hospital bed with your brilliant medical skills, you saved the innocent souls of countless junior high school students with your good quality and rich and profound knowledge! In my mind, you are greater than the white warrior, your quality is higher than the sky, and your knowledge is deeper than the sea.

Miss Wang! You are my most admired teacher.

This is where I squeak. The door opened. "Dad, guess where I am?" Dad, I looked everywhere in the cupboard, box, behind the door and under the table, but I couldn't be found. Finally found me under the bed, a pair of strange watery eyes, a sharp energy, a high nose, long hair and a delicious mole on the cherry-like corner of my mouth. I just crawled out from under the bed. I tiptoed "beep, beep" and kissed my father twice. I held out two small hands and said, "Dad, did you bring anything delicious?" Dad had to pass the lollipop. I was so happy that I accidentally hit my head on the table and got a blister. I was in tears and I ignored anyone's advice. Xiaohe composition network, you can also contribute to Xiaohe composition network! That was when I was a kid. I haven't mentioned it for a long time. Now in the fourth grade, there is an English named Legend User. Isn't it beautiful? I like dancing and writing, and I often contribute online. I like chatting, laughing and crying occasionally. You can also contribute. I like every good person in my life and want to associate with them, whether they are adults or children. Where I am, there is my laughter. My smile is sweet in everyone's eyes. So I got a lovely nickname called Linlin. Of course, it is my classmates who have the most contact with me. When we have classes and play together, I find it very interesting. I seem to get along well with everyone. In front of little people, I call myself big sister. I'd rather be a little sister in front of a little man. We are together, as if talking and laughing forever. I like reading and romance. When I grow up, I hope to be a beloved host. As the saying goes, "Genius equals 99% effort and 1% inspiration". It is the same to become a genius and realize your wishes. Maybe you think I'm talking nonsense, but I promise I will be a beloved host. This is me, an ordinary person, who loves to talk and laugh and is determined. Please let me know how you respect me.

5. Write people's composition in a simple way. The sooner the better, about 500 words. The young man coming right against the face is tall and a little thin, but he doesn't feel sick. He has high cheekbones, knife-shaped eyebrows, eyes full of gods, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and ears just hanging on both sides of his head, impartial and full of energy. I saw him standing straight and walking easily. Simple words make people feel happy. I asked him to sit in the chair next to me, and he immediately smiled and agreed to sit down. The whole process is natural and smooth. When sitting in a chair, he looked indifferent and put his hands on his legs naturally, which is very correct. I took a cup of tea from the table next to him and handed it to him with both hands. He quickly reached out his slender arm, caught it with his big hand, held the handle of the cup in one hand and put it under the cup in the other ... The sketch artist is not low. Generally speaking, it is difficult to write a hundred words in a pure sketch, and a vivid sketch can often be described well in only 20~60 words.

6. Ask for a composition of about 600 words, so that you can learn to overcome your vulnerability.

When we first entered middle school, the teacher asked us, "What do you say is the biggest defect of personality?" Some of us say pride, some say hypocrisy, and some say jealousy. The teacher said, "I think it is very fragile." It is the root of all kinds of mistakes and a stumbling block to your success. " I keep my teacher's words firmly in mind and try to find and overcome my weaknesses.

I seem to be born timid. I dare not speak in front of everyone or raise my hand in class. Once the teacher asked me to read the text, and I was so nervous that my voice changed. Made the students laugh. After class, I suddenly realized that cowardice is fragility and I must overcome it. From then on, I carefully prepared lessons before class, actively tried to read the text in class, raised my hand to speak, and gradually I was not afraid, and my expression ability and reading ability were greatly improved, which was praised by the teacher.

I still have some vanity. I can't stand the public criticism of my elders. Once menstruation came to my house, I announced at the dinner table that my cousin had won the prize in the school composition contest, and my father immediately pointed to my nose and said, "Look at her sister!" " "A word makes me blush. I wish I had a crack in my face. After eating something at random, I hid in my room and secretly cried. Crying and crying, the teacher's words rang in my ear again: the biggest defect of personality is … well, really. Do people look down on you just to motivate themselves to live up to their expectations and make progress? Hello, cousin. Is there no other study object? It seems that vanity is also fragile and must be overcome and defeated. From then on, I worked hard and practiced hard, and finally won the second prize in the city composition competition. I remind my parents not to make public, because overcoming vulnerability is my main gain.

In fact, in the process of practicing writing hard, I also wavered. I read a lot of books, observed a lot of things, and wrote one article after another, but I didn't make progress, so I lost confidence. At this time, I opened my notebook and saw a line: vulnerability is a stumbling block on the road to success. I was shocked and picked up the pen again. With the help of teachers, parents and classmates, my composition finally got up. Oh, vacillation is also a kind of fragility. I overcame it and achieved success.

There are all kinds of fragility, and there are many stories about my victory over fragility. Because of the time, I will stop here. Friend, do you want to pursue the perfection of personality? Please learn to overcome your weaknesses first.

7. Hard-working mothers write about 600 words. I have a hardworking mother. She is angels in white and the leader of this unit. She not only works hard, but also is an expert at housework.

More importantly, she gave me countless loves. Let's start with mom cooking.

Mom can cook a lot of delicious dishes, even the difficult dishes such as chopped pepper and fish head can become her specialty. There are also braised eel, shredded hot and sour potatoes, egg noodles, dried cabbage and other dishes, all of which are my favorites. When I see delicious food, I will jump on it like a greedy cat.

Every time my mother sees me wolfing down my food, she will show a happy expression of relief. Otherwise, can I have my own strong body without mom's delicious food? Let's talk about my mother's care for my daily life. She is responsible for all my food and drink. Especially when I am sick, my mother always takes good care of me. I believe I will never forget the happiness at that time. I remember having a high fever in the middle of the night, which worried my parents.

They did not hesitate to send me to the hospital, busy registering, paying for medical treatment and accompanying me with infusion. My mother touched my head and asked me if I was still dizzy. Touch my hand later and ask me if it hurts. Cheer me up. A strong sense of well-being offset the whole body discomfort, so that I have a sweet smile.

My mother didn't sleep a wink all night and had to go to work the next day. My father asked my mother for leave, and my mother insisted that she couldn't. The hospital needed her. My mother is also a strict mother, especially for my study. Every day after school, she will definitely ask me to do my homework before playing.

Once my mother asked me to write, and I wrote an article at random, and my mind was full of Happy Camp. Later, my mother read my article, severely criticized me, and tore up the article I worked so hard to write and asked me to rewrite it until she was satisfied. Mom still has many good habits.

Insist on going to bed early and getting up early every day so that we won't sleep late every morning; Clean the environment regularly every day, so that our home is always in order. If there is a next life, let me choose my mother.

I would definitely choose my mother. She gave birth to me, educated me and made me feel the greatness of life.

8. A true friend is about 600 words. Narrative composition adopts lyrical description. In fact, a true friend is a lifelong confidant, and only a true friend can be called a friend's friendship. However, not all friends are true confidants, and friends also have ordinary friends and ordinary friends.

A friend, a sincere friend, the most intimate friend, a true friend is a bosom friend worthy of cherishing and trusting, and also the most trusted person in his heart. Friends will know how to be grateful and repay kindness, be loyal and trustworthy, have a conscience and be friends.

It should be giving to each other, not taking. People who can share joys and sorrows with you can speak for you, comfort you, do things for you and help you when you need them most.

A friend is a person who cares, trusts, respects, cares, supports, helps, understands and tolerates, and is willing to pay for each other and be loyal to each other.

There is no doubt that a friend is a true confidant.

Friend: You can be unreasonable, but you must be considerate. Not necessarily inseparable, but we must cherish each other;

It is not necessarily icing on the cake, but it must be a timely help; Not always in contact, but always in mind.

friend

A friend is a friend who helps you in your life, especially when you are in trouble; When you are happy, a friend laughs with you and tears with you; Hold your hand and give you strength in your most painful time.

Friends are friends. The weight of friends is not in language, not in material, not in money, but in care, understanding, help and support between friends. If you remember what your friend said during your lonely journey,

You will no longer be addicted to it. If you can feel your friend's hand by your side on a painful day, the whole person will feel full of strength. If you are depressed, call a friend and hear the familiar one.

Voice, even if you don't say a word, you feel that hesitation is no longer shrouded. Then, this is the weight of friends.

The way each of us treats our friends is the way we give and treat our friends.

There will always be an oasis with our names written on it in a friend's heart. How to make friends always feel that there is a lamp in front of them, a road sign to guide them, and a heart of hope, expression and cherish?

Friends like,,,,, are true bosom friends. A person will have many friends, but few real confidants. A confidante can meet in the heart and get to know each other. When you are unhappy,

Even if he is worried, he won't tell you that bosom friends don't possess each other. When you are happy, he will tell you his happiness and share it with you. A bosom friend is a mutual friend only if he silently dedicates himself.

It is enough to have a bosom friend in life.

9. A 350-word composition for writing character notes requires that the composition should include language, action, laughter and mutual assistance. But what impressed me most was her. She has a natural face, and her beautiful and exquisite calligraphy makes me envy and admire. When I am angry, sweet voices and comforting voices can always calm my chaotic heart. Listening to the sweet voice, feeling the temperature of those hands that hold me tightly, my heart is warm. She, an ordinary girl, has completely changed me. I remember when I was in the sixth grade, I was not a "good student" and I was not so conscious in my study. But since I entered middle school, I think I am making progress. Let's start from there ... I did badly in the exam that week. I feel that I have completely failed. I did so badly in the exam for the first time. At this time, I was very depressed. I don't want to give myself a chance. She seemed to read my mind, so she came up to me and said, "Zhang Xiaoying, don't you want to give yourself a chance to start over?" After listening to this, I have a feeling in my heart: yes, life will inevitably encounter setbacks. How can I see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? As the saying goes, after the rain, it clears up. Now, my mood has changed from depression to confidence. She gave me courage and confidence. It was she who pestered me when I was lonely and depressed ... Now, standing in front of the mirror, I find that I have grown up and made progress. This little effort comes entirely from her words. Without her help, how can I go from failure to success? Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to tell everyone that she is Yu Rujing.