Detailed description of face washing essay

1. Use details to describe when I wash my face and brush my teeth. A 200-word essay

Since I was very young, I have been able to brush my teeth by myself. As for my mother, the most annoying thing she says every day is "Brush your teeth well, I'll check them later!" This sentence is like playing a recording every day, and it makes my ears tingle when I hear it.

One day, when I was brushing my teeth, I suddenly thought: Mom doesn’t brush her teeth every day. I told my mother this doubt, but she replied: "I brush my teeth every morning."

According to the knowledge I have learned, it is not enough to brush my teeth only once in the morning. Brush your teeth in time. When you sleep, the gaps between your teeth and the food residue in your mouth will gradually calcify, slowly corroding your teeth. At that time, if you think about brushing your teeth hard, it will not help.

I told my mother the disadvantages of not brushing my teeth at night, but she still insisted on her habit of brushing her teeth in the morning. In order to convince my mother, I thought of a way and said: "Before going to bed at night, you have to brush your teeth with me. If you don't brush, I won't brush either..." Mom Zhongyu was so worn down by me that she couldn't help it and was moved by me. , I was convinced. 2. How to write an essay about washing your face

When I was washing my face early this morning (like early in the morning for me), my mother woke me up: "Yuxuan, the sun is shining too much. "Hurry up and get up!" I looked at the time drowsily and said lazily: "It's only after eight o'clock, it's still early, let me sleep a little longer!" "It's still after eight o'clock!" Morning, if you are very sleepy, go wash your face and you will feel better.

Anyway, get up now!" Mom said in a commanding tone. Why! I had no choice but to get out of the "warm bed".

I went to the bathroom to wash my face obediently. I came to the bathroom door and took my towel. My towel was golden with light yellow lace on it, very beautiful! I turned on the faucet, and the cold tap water flowed into the pool like water columns.

More like a pianist playing. When I saw that the water was almost full, I turned off the faucet and dragged the soft towel into the water. When it had absorbed enough water, I wring out the water again and started to wash my face. I picked up the towel and rubbed it on my face first. "Wipe it", then put the water on your face with your hands, rinse it, and then wipe your eyes, face, and mouth carefully, wow! It's so cold! My "sleepiness" was driven away by the cold feeling, and I wasn't sleepy anymore.

I feel so comfortable after washing my face, just like eating popsicles in the summer. 3. How to write an essay about washing your face

Washing your face

Early this morning (it seemed like early morning to me), my mother woke me up: "Yuxuan, The sun is shining, so get up quickly!"

I looked at the time drowsily and said lazily: "It's only after eight o'clock, it's still early, let me sleep more. It’ll take a while! I’m so sleepy!” “It’s still early after eight o’clock. If you are very sleepy, go and wash your face. Anyway, get up now!” Mom said in a commanding tone. Why! I had no choice but to get out of the "warm bed". I obediently went to the bathroom to wash my face. I came to the bathroom door and took my towel. My towel was golden with light yellow lace on it, very beautiful! I turned on the faucet, and the cold tap water flowed into the pool like water columns. More like a pianist playing. When I saw that the water was almost full, I turned off the faucet and dragged the soft towel into the water. When it had absorbed enough water, I wring out the water again and started to wash my face. I picked up the towel and rubbed it on my face first. "Wipe", then put the water on your face with your hands, rinse it, and then wipe your eyes, face, and mouth carefully, wow! It's so cold! My "sleepiness" was driven away by the cold feeling, and I wasn't sleepy anymore.

I feel so comfortable after washing my face, just like eating popsicles in the summer! 4. Requesting an essay titled "Wash your face", junior high school level, 600 words

Washing your face is something you must do after getting up every day. Today I will introduce my face washing tools and process!

My washbasin always "stands" in the same place. Even if a strong man comes to move it, it will never move and "never leave" because it is a fixed washbasin. The sapphire green washbasin is sparkling, with silver diamonds inlaid beside it. When the sun shines in, the washbasin becomes golden and beautiful.

Beside the sink is a silver shelf with towels neatly arranged on it. Even though this silver shelf looks very plain, I still like it. The sapphire green washbasin and silver shelf match perfectly.

That pink towel is my favorite. It is embroidered with small blooming flowers. It feels fluffy and soft. It is very comfortable to rub on the face, just like stroking it. Like clouds in the sky. Now that I’ve introduced my face-washing tools, let me talk about my face-washing process!

I usually like to put cold water in before washing my face, so just push the stopper down first, put in cold water and then hot water. Then gently put the towel into the water, and use your fingers to "carry" the towel back and forth in the pool. After stirring the water evenly, hold the towel with both hands and rub it gently a few times. Then lift the towel, hold both ends of the towel, and twist the towel vigorously. However, you cannot wring out all the water. You must leave some water so that the skin on your face will not feel pain and it will be washed cleaner. After completing these steps, I quickly opened the towel, lifted it back, and the whole towel "ran" onto my face. Three circles to the left and three to the right, and the dirt on the face immediately disappeared without a trace. This series of movements is as clean as a sharp knife cutting through a mess.

My parents say that I wash my face like a kitten, so they nag me to wash my face well every day. Now, I wash my face more seriously than before. I wipe it on the left side and wipe it on the right side. Sometimes I look in the mirror and make some "additional modifications" on my face.

Students, when you wash your face, you should not imitate the way a kitten washes your face. Instead, you must develop a good habit of "carefully polishing"! 5. Washing your face composition

We have prepared towels! Start washing your face now.

(Good start) My towel is rectangular, it is aquamarine, and the pattern on it is like a zebra crossing. Its pattern is interwoven and sewn.

I have used this towel for three years, but I take good care of it, so it is still new. I guess this towel was shipped from Shanghai to Nanjing.

It feels like flower petals, and when the towel is rubbed on the face (you can tell me why you guessed so), it feels very soft and a little rough. My towel is pretty, isn't it? How can you wash your face without a basin? It doesn't matter, Teacher Fan is bringing it.

I saw the old (very good) teacher’s basin looked like a big hat that was slightly larger than my head. Her basin is lake blue, about 30 centimeters in diameter.

In the basin, there is a picture of a dog practicing seriously with a basketball on its index finger, and there are two puppies watching next to it. This (anthropomorphic, very good) washbasin is made of plastic. If you stretch out your hand and knock it, you can hear a sound like a drum.

The entire washbasin is placed on the table. From a distance, it looks like a lake-blue, extra-large egg tart. (With movement and feeling) Teacher Fan picked up the water bottle and poured it into the basin.

Shh! I'm listening to the sound of water! I felt like the sound of water flowing downwards like hot spring water. The teacher asked a little girl named Zhang Tianyi to come up and wash her face.

Zhang Tianyi first soaked the towel in the water, then picked it up and folded it first, then folded it again, and wiped it in circles on his face. She wiped her eyes first, then the bridge of her nose.

The teacher took Zhang Tianyi’s towel and helped her wipe her face, chin, neck, ears... Then Zhang Tianyi put the towel into the water to wash, then pinched it hard and took out the towel. Wring it out and finally dry it in the sun. Washing your face is not as easy as you think! Comment: Yeah! A very good article. It would be better if more metaphors and personifications were used, so that the article would be more vivid and full! Come on! Work hard. 6. Write an essay about washing parents’ faces, about 300 words

Essay about washing parents’ faces Last night, I did a special thing for my mother - wash my face.

My mother has a pair of watery eyes, delicate eyebrows, a big nose, and a eloquent mouth. She loves to laugh, and when she smiles, she will reveal two rows of white teeth. Tonight, my mother and father did not come home from work, so I had to eat at home with my grandfather.

After dinner, my mother hadn’t come back yet, so I had to find a book to read and wait for my mother to come home. After waiting for a long time, I saw a beam of light shining in front of my house. I guessed that my mother must be back.

I ran out the door and saw that my mother was indeed back, but she seemed to be a different person, her face was dirty. After my mother finished dinner, she went to the bathroom to wash her face.

When she just picked up the towel and was about to wipe her face, I walked over, snatched the towel away, and said to my mother: "Mom, let me wash your face today." Mom was stunned. After a while, he then said to me with a smile: "Hey, the sun rose from the west today?" I said: "Yes, the sun rose from the west today."

I said to my mother again Said: "Do you know what holiday today is?" Mom was speechless and couldn't answer. I continued: "Today is the Double Ninth Festival. The teacher said it is a day to do something for your elders.

Today I just want to wash your face, can you?" Mom smiled. Said: "My child is sensible, okay, today you will wash mom's face." I picked up the towel and poured some hot water into the basin. I felt it was a bit hot, so I mixed it with the hot water. I drank some cold water, then soaked the towel in the water, took it out and washed it with my hands, and wiped it again and again on my mother's face, wiping off all the dirty things on my mother's face. It became clean again.

At night, I slept in my own bed. Not to mention how happy I was, I was really a dumb man asking for a wife - I was so happy that I couldn’t describe it. 7. An essay with detailed description

Father’s love

There is a kind of love in the world, which is the most selfless and the greatest, that is maternal love. There is another kind of love in the world, but it is silent and does not show easily, which is father's love.

Perhaps, some people think that father's love is far worse than mother's love, then these people are totally wrong. Why don't you think about it in a big way? My father is the backbone of the family. He works hard to make money all day long and is willing to endure hardship for the sake of the family. Isn't this touching? Some fathers educate their children strictly, while others relax their vigilance. Such education is a huge difference. As the saying goes: "Like father, like son." The father's education has become the key.

I have a father who treats people warmly, but at critical moments he is usually very serious and frightens people into silence.

Occasionally, he would make a joke, and his face would not turn red or his heart would beat when he told the joke. In addition, my father was also a person who carried out his work to the end, and was selfless to the point of obsession.

I remember one time, which was ten years old. Years ago, when my father was bending a pipe, he was talking to someone while bending. As a result, two fingers of one hand fell in without paying attention. Maybe only the bones were left. But my father did not panic. He quickly bent the two fingers. I put my finger into a jar and came to the hospital. I reluctantly connected the finger and bandaged it with a bandage. I was ignorant at the time and thought my father was playing a game. I didn’t cry, but just kept laughing. After my mother explained, Only then did I understand, I felt so distressed. I thought it must be very painful! More than a month later, my father's fingers finally returned to their original state, a smile appeared on his face, and he continued to work.

When we made mistakes, our father always criticized us severely and taught us how to do it. I even used beatings when dealing with people. I endured the pain and passed with tears in my eyes. I know that my father did this for our own good. How can an uneducated child have any future? My father is very sensible, speaks gracefully, and has the demeanor of a gentleman.

In fact, he is everywhere around us, but he is not particularly obvious.

Remember, when I was in junior high school In the last semester of January, it rained heavily. My father hurried to school to pick me and my sister up. Although he was busy at work, he still came to pick us up. At that time, I was indescribably moved. This was the first time. I feel that fatherly love actually exists. In addition to education, there is also care.

A silent love, although ordinary, is very precious. Because there is such a father beside me... …

Maternal Love

Maternal love has been sung millions of times for millions of years, but it can never stop because it never stops.

When I was in elementary school, the teacher left a lot of compositions on the topic of maternal love. For me, I just finished writing it without any pain. I was not deeply aware of its true meaning. My feelings, that is to say, fear and hatred for my mother prevailed. Because my mother is very strict with me.

I have resented my mother’s harshness to me countless times. Although I didn’t have the guts to yell at her, I often slacked off without my mother knowing and did things that my mother didn’t allow. As a result, my academic performance has always been mediocre and my life has been uneventful. My mother was heartbroken about this.

Since I entered junior high school, as I grow older, I have gradually begun to understand that my mother’s severity is also a kind of love. This kind of love sometimes seems very cruel and inhumane, but this kind of love gives me endless motivation and I have achieved enviable results again and again in my studies.

Just last Sunday, just after dinner, I started yelling to play on the computer. My mother was so "stalked" by me that she had no choice but to say: "Take out your homework and let me do it." I'll check it out, and if I do well, I can play on the computer. "Although I can't play on the computer right away, I still have hope of playing on the computer because I've finished all my homework. I piled all my homework on the desk at lightning speed. "Mom, I've finished my homework, can we play now?" I shouted loudly. "Are you serious about your homework? Do you know how to do math problems?" Mom asked dubiously. "It's a piece of cake, it's a piece of cake..." Before I finished speaking, I noticed that my mother's face gradually darkened: "Look at the math problems you did. The writing is sloppy, the steps are incomplete, and you got so many questions wrong... ..." My mother typed the wrong number as she spoke. The more she typed the wrong number, the angrier she became. In her last breath, she tore up all my math homework and said, "Redo it!" Looking at my mother's angry face, I didn't dare to say another word. I thought silently in my heart, "Dear computer, I kiss you goodbye." Although I was extremely unhappy, I knew: My mother did this for my own good. Therefore, I re-did my math homework seriously, and my mother explained the questions I couldn't do in detail. In the math class on the second day, we had a math test. During the test, I felt particularly calm and calm. While most of the students around me were scratching their heads, I had already carefully checked the completed test paper. .

The next day, just as I expected, under the envious eyes of the whole class and their warm applause, I got my full score test paper back as I wished. That feeling is simply "awesome!"

My mother is strict with me, not only in my studies, but also in any aspect of my life. My mother has very high requirements for me. When I was very young, my mother taught me to wash my face, brush my teeth, tidy up my house...and do it well. If I slacked off even a little bit, I would be criticized by my mother, and sometimes I would be criticized by my mother. The pain of flesh and blood. Although I didn’t understand it at the time, I still tried to do things to perfection that my peers wouldn’t do. Now I know that my mother wants me to have a serious attitude in everything I do. No matter what reasons I have, I can't be careless.

"The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." Thank you, mother, for being strict with me. Your love will give me infinite power to overcome any difficulties and guide me in my future study and life. In the future, strive forward and never give up. The greatest love in the world is mother's love. 8. An essay about washing your face in school

I remember that when I first entered the school, I was so excited that it was indescribable. The school at that time gave me the feeling of vastness and majesty, as if there was a kind of power in it. An intimidating force.

Now, after I spent the New Year here, I got to know my school again. It is more familiar, closer, more humane, and more beautiful

What impressed me most about the school is the teaching building. The technological architectural style makes people infected by modern technology when they are in it. The overall design is not only about the appearance, but also about the interior. If you want to use it To describe it, it is a great place to be. The teachers have very good equipment. Before entering this school, I had never lived on campus, and I was full of yearning for the dormitory. The dormitory environment is very good, there is a water heater, and you can drink hot water at any time. In winter, it is cold and windy outside, but we can drink in the dormitory. We drink steaming drinks, and there are fans to keep us away from the heat in summer. There may be some shortcomings, but for us, this is our other home, a home with many brothers and sisters. When we all graduate, After leaving here, I think our memories of the dormitory will be clear, eternal, and full of laughter and laughter.