Want to describe the composition in detail.

1. A detailed description of the problems encountered in doing homework

Her opponent is now a classmate Q. She lifts the ping-pong board without weakness, shrugs her shoulders habitually, twists her neck, squats professionally, raises her head slightly, reveals her daunting eyes, laughs and says softly, "Serve!" The yellow ball shot at her quickly, and she leaned over without hesitation, swung her arm and hit it back with a bang. Who knows, the opponent is not to be outdone, another direct shot. She frowned warily, stepped back with her left foot, and gave the ball a hard push with her right hand, never leaving the ball for a moment. The opponent directly "killed the ball", which made her hard to prevent and lost a goal!

"damn it!" She bit her teeth, reached for a towel, wiped her sweat, and threw it back casually.

The first time I saw the scene of a rooster fighting, it was really amazing.

This afternoon, I was absorbed in my homework. The rooster and the rooster rushed to the yard, and the rooster pecked at the rooster's crown, but the rooster unhurriedly put his head to one side, and before the rooster pulled back his head, he pecked at his big round eyes with an oblique mouth. The rooster exclaimed. The feathers on his neck suddenly dispersed, and a pair of red and swollen eyes stared angrily at the rooster, hoping to swallow this weak opponent in one bite. The rooster showed no weakness, his hair spread out, his neck stretched out, and he prepared warily. Suddenly, the rooster took off and stretched out a pair of sharp claws, and the rooster was thrown to the ground. The rooster took advantage of it and pressed it on his back, pecking at the rooster's neck with a sharp mouth. Two times ... Blood dripped from the cock's head. I was taken aback, and I couldn't help worrying. At this moment, the cock suddenly turned over hard, and put the cock under it. The cock thought he was strong, and when he turned over, he jumped up. They peeped at each other, and no one dared to make a move. While accumulating strength, he was looking for opportunities to attack each other. Suddenly, two cocks stretched out their iron mouths at the same time and pounced on each other. .

on Saturday, as soon as I arrived at grandma's door, I saw two puppies fighting over a bone. The little yellow dog grabbed the bone first, only to see it bite the bone and run, but the little black dog quit, and it chased after it without weakness. In this way, they chased after it and ran back.

Little yellow dog finally got angry, threw down the bone, threw the little black dog to the ground and bit the little black dog's neck. The little black dog struggled hard, and his mouth was still screaming, louder than ever. After a while, the dog below stopped struggling and its voice became smaller and smaller. I thought it had given up the bone and just wanted to go up and help it. I saw the little black dog suddenly look up and get rid of the little yellow dog, and at the same time, it got stuck in the little yellow dog's neck. The little black dog turned over and bit the little yellow dog a few more times. The little yellow dog cried sadly and ran away despondently! The war is finally over. The little black dog swaggered up to the bone and chewed up his "trophy" with relish. 2. Need to describe the composition in detail in 6 words < P > when all the lights are out; Grandma's desk lamp is still on.

There is a kind old man with white hair sitting under the light. He wears a pair of reading glasses; Hold a pen in your hand; Circle, dot and draw in the book. He is sometimes absorbed; Sometimes frown; Sometimes infatuated; Smile sometimes.

he is my grandfather. Grandpa is old; But I love reading very much.

Because grandpa can pinch plasticine; Therefore; I often pester him to pinch some gadgets for me. But; As long as grandpa reads the book; If you want grandpa to pinch plasticine, that's daydreaming.

I really want to lock all my grandpa's books in the box. But then one thing; But it changed my mind.

Once my mother asked me a question: "How many fingers does a panda have in one hand?" I think about it; Think right; I can't think of a reliable answer. Let's ask grandpa. I thought to myself.

I ran to grandpa; I said my mother's words intact. Grandpa touched my head; Said: "you this boy; I know how to play on weekdays; I don't read books.

Pandas only have four fingers! " "Grandpa; Your knowledge is really profound! So much knowledge; Did you get it all from books? " I asked enviously. "Of course! The book has its own golden house; There is Yan Ruyu in the book'; As long as you are willing to study; Read widely; You will be like grandpa; Knowledgeable! " So; In my young mind; Sowed the seeds of reading; Books have also become my mentor and friend.

Grandpa is not only knowledgeable; I often help others selflessly; Solve the problem. One day at noon; My family is eating.

suddenly; Uncle Ma and several uncles came in. Their faces have lost their old smiles; But it is full of anxiety and helplessness.

after exchanging pleasantries with grandpa; He entered the study; I followed curiously. Listen to Ma Bobo said gloomily: "My tea tree doesn't know how;" Had a strange disease.

first, the root is tumorous; Then the tea trees withered. Our farmers rely on these acres of tea gardens to support their families a year; But now there is no harvest; This ... this is so good! " Say that finish; Holding the desk in one hand; While bowing their heads.

at this time; An uncle took out the root of a tea tree; Pass it to grandpa; Grandpa is busy putting on reading glasses; Hold the roots with your left hand; Hold a magnifying glass in your right hand. See grandpa from time to time through the roots; Keep looking at it: he sometimes holds a pen; Draw in circles on paper; Sometimes put down the pen; Frowning; Go back and ask a word or two.

Uncle Ma's mood fluctuates with grandpa's expression. After a long time; Grandpa just handed Ma Bobo a piece of paper full of handwriting; Ma Bobo took the paper; Just like holding the elixir of life; He said in a trembling voice, "Thank you so much; I really don't know how to repay you. "

"Hi, old friend; Still so welcome. Help this little thing; It should be. "

after a while; It's time for Uncle Ma to go. Grandpa grabbed his hand; Say, "Wait a minute."

finish; He walked quickly into the study; Took out a pile of things; Put it in the hands of Uncle Ma; Ma Bobo a look; It turned out to be a pile of money; Ma Bobo insisted not to; But grandpa said, "Your family has a bad harvest this year. This money is a little token of my appreciation.": There are difficulties in the future; Just come to me. " Ma Bobo's hand holding the money trembled slightly; I want to say something, but I can't make a sound.

looking at this touching scene; My heart can't help being touched; How noble grandpa's quality is! He is not rich in expertise; And take pleasure in helping others; Thought of here; Grandpa's body can't help getting bigger and bigger in my eyes. Grandpa; Although he has not done anything earth-shattering; Without a gorgeous appearance, but in his ordinary body; But it clearly implies a very extraordinary quality.

yes! Grandpa's spirit of helping others and loving books; Will be built into a monument in my heart; Will become a monument in my heart; Will become a model that I learn and admire. 3. composition about detail description

1. detail description: childhood, when I was a child, I was infatuated with watermelon, but now I have grown up, and sometimes I really miss that cold feeling.

the street stalls or the melon shadows on the screen come into view, and the moment of eating melons in childhood reappears: in summer, the glory of the rest of the day sinks into the corner of the sky, and the heat gradually fades away. Under the blowing of the evening breeze, people's spirits are particularly comfortable.

at this time, the fragrance of watermelon pervades the streets, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, if there is nothing. I (about five or six years old) folded my knees with my hands, squatting on a small bench like a cat catching a mouse, and my small black eyes glanced at the watermelon spinning up and down in the water.

Through the water, the sweat on my face has already dried, hanging "Qianchuan" like a waterfall. Mosquitoes "travel around" in their ears and don't care at all.

Under a bright smiling face, there is an expectant heart waiting-My Sweetie in a melon sac. Until the watermelon is cut into pieces: I saw watermelon seeds like black pearls embedded in the red melon meat; The melon meat has a little coolness; Melon juice flows down the mirror-like melon surface, one drop, two drops; The texture of the melon surface is like fine lines on the surface of painted porcelain ... The happiest moment is that the iced watermelon is held in your hand, and there seems to be a cold current floating back and forth all over your body.

2. The sweet mud flies yellow and the northwest wind whistles, and the residual snow rolls over on the road. Although it is already in beginning of spring, it is still very cold.

She leans against a poplar tree at the school gate, motionless as a snow sculpture. A sudden ringing of an electric bell.

her dim eyes shone with eager light. A group of children singing songs, stepped out of the school gate, without her son; Another group of children, talking and laughing, set foot on the road without her son ... The figure is sparse, scattered and gone.

The creaking iron gate locks the silent campus. She was dizzy, almost unable to stand, stumbled over and shook her hands tightly on the iron fence.

"what for?" The old man in a message came out with a democratic face. "bright! My little light! " Like breathing, like crying.

"School is over." "Know the way ..." She murmured in a low voice with glassy eyes, lowered her head feebly, slowly released her hand, and took out a tightly wrapped candy with body temperature from her big-breasted cotton-padded jacket pocket: "Uncle, please ... give it to the child."

"what's your name?" "Wang Xiaoliang." "What grades and classes?" "Today, just after, eight birthdays."

"I mean what grade and class." The old man is a little impatient.

"Oh ... maybe ..." She shook her head again. The old man looked at the neurotic woman strangely. "Who the hell are you?" What he answered was the tears in his eyes and the back that staggered away.

The old man sighed in confusion and seemed to understand something. In the afternoon, this packet of candy finally reached Wang Xiaoliang, Class Two, Grade Two.

The child is very surprised. I haven't tasted this favorite toffee for a long time. His little hands rubbed back and forth on his clothes, thought a little, and sent one to each child, two to his good friends and five to the teacher respectfully.

"eat!" He shouted and danced happily, even throwing off the open-mouthed whore. The students shared the joy with him in the laughter of Xi Xi ha ha, only the teacher quietly turned his back ... After school, Xiao Liang was still immersed in the joy and skipped towards home.

suddenly, he stopped, felt the candy left in his pocket, and a sense of fear came over him. He seemed to see again: now the mother raised her fine eyebrows and whispered something in her father's ear. Dad grabbed a stick and came up to him angrily.

he was in a daze and didn't know what to do. He patted his pocket hard, but at first glance it was all bulging.

He lowered his head, sucked his fingers, thought for a long time, and saw that there was no one around. He quickly buried the sugar in the snowdrift on the roadside and specially inserted a small stick. That night, Xiao Liang slept soundly and sweetly.

He dreamed that his old mother came back with a smile, and now her mother is hanging her head and leaving. I'm so happy. The next day, Xiao lit up very early.

As usual, he emptied the bedpans of the whole family, rinsed them clean, then washed rice, added water, poked fire and sat in the pan, and then sneaked out with a cold steamed bun on his back. He wants to dig his candy quickly.

I don't want to. The ground temperature rose overnight, the ice and snow melted, and the syrup and snow water mixed together and penetrated into the earth. On the wet ground, there were some crumpled candy wrappers and that little stick as a mark.

Xiao Liang blinked and couldn't help rolling down tears. He squatted on the ground sadly and stared blankly.

After a while, I couldn't help but stretch out my cracked little finger, pick up some dirt and put it on the tip of my tongue-he smiled again: that dirt, My Sweetie's. Summarize several common detail descriptions: (1) Portrait detail description, that is, detailed description of portraits.

For example, in Daddy's Caretaker, the portrait of the patient is a detail. It is this detail that drives the development of the plot.

(2) Description of language details, that is, a typical language of a character is carefully described. For example, in "Lutihai Punches the Town of Kansai", after Luda killed the town of Kansai, he faked his death, which is a language detail, indicating Luda's rough and refined, brave and witty personality characteristics.

(3) action detail description, that is, a thorough and detailed description of the typical actions of the characters. For example, in the passage about Lu Da lending money to help Jin Lao's father and daughter in "Lu Tiha Punches the Town of Kansai", the verbs used vividly show the different personality characteristics of the three people.

(4) Detailed description of psychological activities, that is, a detailed description of the psychological activities of the characters. For example, in the article "Daddy's Caregiver", the description of the psychological activities of the teenager Sisillo after seeing that "Daddy" was seriously ill can very well show the excellent quality of caring for his parents.

(5) Detailed description of expression changes, that is, a detailed description of the changing process of characters' expressions. In the article "Seven Matches", the description of the expression change after the unknown soldier handed the match to Lu Jinyong is a detail worth tasting.

(6) Description of clothing details, that is, a careful description of the characters' clothing. It is necessary to see the professional characteristics of this person through the description of clothing, and at the same time, it is also possible to see the personality characteristics outside the professional characteristics. This is a good detailed description of clothing.

(7) the detailed description of things means a detailed description of the development and change process of something. For example, in. 4. Find a way to write a composition when encountering a problem

Finding a way to write a composition when encountering a problem One Wednesday afternoon, I encountered a math problem when I was doing my math homework at my grandmother's house. The requirement of the problem is: There is an 8-meter-long rope. After folding it in half, how many meters does it take to fold each section? This problem really stumped me! I thought for a while, and suddenly remembered what the math teacher told us in class. When I met the problem of finding a line segment, I could practice it myself. So I found a piece of paper, cut out a piece, took this paper as an 8-meter-long rope, folded it in half according to the requirements of the problem, and then folded it in half. I opened it and looked at it and divided it by 8 = 2 meters. The answer was: I finally solved this problem by folding each section of 2 meters. I am very happy.

I think there are some difficult problems. As long as you are brave in practice and willing to use your head, even the most difficult problems will be solved by you. 5. composition about the description of details (6 words)

We threw our clothes at the riverside, threw ourselves into the river, and immediately began to fight for water and chase and play.

You see, we are divided into two teams, one is the "enemy" and the other is the "Red Army". A pair of little hands