The composition of my own story is 400 words.

1. My story composition is 400 words. When I was five years old,

In such a big world, everyone has his own center and story. The story he experienced may be ordinary, but it happened to him, very real and realistic. Every story is like a history book of different lengths, which is intriguing. I always listen carefully to other people's stories, and I can tell stories myself, but I want to bring happiness to others.

With the growth of age, there are more and more stories. These stories contain my sweat, laughter, tears, joy and many other stories. The story also gave me a lot of things, including some principles of being a man and how to get along with others, so I grew up.

I remember learning to swim in the summer vacation. I was very nervous when I first came to the swimming pool, because I rarely went into the water and didn't understand it at all. On the first day, I practiced putting my head into the water, as if breathing through my mouth first, and then venting through my nose in the water. That's about it. (I didn't listen carefully) I didn't dare at that time, because I was timid. It was my first time here, so I watched others practice there, and it took a while. I was so frightened that I had to try slowly and put my head in the water, but it didn't work. As a result, I ate a lot of water continuously, coughed a few times, and my nose was uncomfortable. After several attempts, the situation improved slightly. I began to practice breaststroke the next day, because it was relatively simple, but I was afraid to swim with my head in the water at first. I always drink water clumsily. Watching my friends practice boldly, I swam hard and kept my head down. Suddenly, I was surprised to find that I could float in the water. It was a wonderful feeling. After repeated practice, my fear of water has improved. After several days of continuous practice, I was able to swim.

This is an ordinary little story that happened to me. It's simple, but it's interesting and brings me surprise and happiness. Maybe everyone should enjoy the process. I learned a lot in this swimming story …

The story is still in its infancy.

Write a story about me in 400 words.

I have my own rules about things around everyone. Now I want to share them with you!

It happened last winter vacation, and my mother and I went back to my grandmother's house. One day, my mother and I went to play outside. We had a good time in the street. Unconsciously, the sun has reached my feet! My mother and I are going home. On the way, we met a little girl. At first, we thought she was going home. Mother went up to her and said, "Hello! Where is your home, or shall I take you home? " The little girl lowered her head and said, "I have no home. My parents are dead. " As soon as his voice fell, he burst into tears. Mother asked her, "How did this happen?" She said: "A few days ago, there was a big earthquake in our house. My parents died to save me! " "Mother said in a sympathetic tone," then come to my house for a period of time. "Here we can see mother's generosity and selflessness. We took her home and had a good time with her. At first, she was shy. She always runs over when eating, but her mother also runs over to feed her, which makes her feel safe and motherly! Slowly, she became less shy. I play with her every day and Doby loves her every day. I will still remember the time when I lived with her!

My family story composition is 400 words.

My family members are my father, mother, sister and me. Although my sister is from my aunt's house, count me in!

In this family, my sister is most afraid of me, I am afraid of my father, my father is afraid of my mother, and my mother is afraid of my sister.

Once, I borrowed a book from the library. My sister wanted to see it, but I didn't give it to her. She is about to use her unique skill-crying. I'm not afraid either. I said, "If you cry, I'll take you to buy something to eat." Hearing this, my sister quickly put away "Jin Doudou" and stopped crying. Hey hey! My sister is afraid of me.

Just when I was happy, my father came over and asked me, "Have you finished your homework?" I said hesitantly, "No.""What? I'm so angry that I haven't finished writing. Do it quickly. " Dad said angrily. Well, I have to bow.

The wind. Go and do your homework. Dad finished watching TV. At this moment, my mother came up to my father and said, "Give me the remote control. I want to watch TV. " "No, I want to watch the football match." Dad said.

"Hum, don't give! Be careful that I dialed the plug so that you can't see it. " Hearing this, my father had to give the remote control to my mother and apologize. Hey, hey! Dad is afraid of mom. My mother was watching TV with relish when my sister ran away.

Come to my mother and say, "Auntie, shall we go out to play?" "No, I can't stop watching TV series!" "Sister listened to, a curl of the mouth, tears fell down. Mother has to go shopping with her sister. Hey!

Like a mother's head being knocked off the throne!

This is my family.

4. The story composition between me and the book is 400 words.

Gorky said: "Reading a book is like opening a window of life."

Bacon said: "Reading gives people pleasure, brilliance and talent."

I think: "books are like mysterious gems, which contain infinite value;" Books are a treasure house of knowledge, making ignorant people knowledgeable; Books are like faithful friends. When you are in trouble, they will always give you help and support silently. "Therefore, I love books, even to the point of obsession.

I vaguely remember that when I was very young, my mother would always hold me in her lap and tell me story books one by one when she came back from work every day. I always sit quietly and listen with relish, as if I were in the world described in the book. When my mother says something wonderful, I clap my hands hard. At that moment, my mother will always be happy to see me. ...

When I was a sophomore, I had my first book-Two Wan Li under the Sea. That night, I was absorbed in doing my homework. My mother handed me a book, and when I looked intently, there was a mysterious picture on the cover of the book: a Frankenstein with glasses, sitting on a strange fish-shaped boat, laughing heartily. Several colorful striped groupers swam around the strange ship, as if watching the uninvited guests who broke into their world. I was deeply attracted by it at once, immediately grabbed the book from my mother, and immediately opened it and read it. Whatever his homework is, put it aside. The strange fish in the book, the brave and witty captain Nemo, has become everything to me at this time. I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly heard my mother crying: "Chen Chen, have you finished your homework?" Only then did I remember that my homework had not been finished. Finish your homework in a hurry and secretly put the book to bed. It's late at night and the house is quiet. I gently opened the book again and continued to wander in the wonderful underwater world with Captain Nemo in the book. ...

When I woke up the next day, I found that the book was still firmly in my chest. In the next few weeks, Shu accompanied me to school during the day and slept with me at night. He has become a part of my life.

Since I came into contact with the book Two Wan Li under the Sea, my love for books has been out of control. I can't wait to enter the world of books. This book shows me more than I expected. It is a fantasy world completely different from the real world, richer and more exciting than the real world. The Arabian Nights, Grimm's Fairy Tales, 100,000 Why's and Insects … sucked me to the bottom of the sea of books like a whirlpool, but I couldn't surface for a long time.

Books accompany me to spend a happy time! Books will be my lifelong friends! I just finished writing this composition, and I have written a little too much ~ I hope it will be adopted.

My story composition is 400 words (written around one of my own characteristics)

The first article: My story

I, a little me, am ordinary and have no special advantages. But I have one specialty. I like making small productions. I told you how I fell in love with small production, and there was an interesting story.

I used to like playing at my cousin's house, but most of the time I played by myself, and my cousin was playing computer. Once I found an old computer board on my cousin's desk. It looked new, so I picked it up to play.

At that time, I thought, there are so many factories (fixed small parts) on this toy, it is better to make these factories work. So I took some small paper balls as goods and machines. It's really fun. From then on, I fell in love with production. As long as I have time, I will do it myself. I'm also good at making small works out of waste.

Once, I saw a lot of rolls of paper in the middle of the cylinder at home, so I thought of making a beautiful pen container. I thought of it and started to do it. I'll first erect the tissue box, fix it in the shape of a flower on the cardboard, and make some small decorations next to it, and a beautiful pen container will be ready.

Because I like making small productions, my room is full of small productions designed by myself, including beautiful cocks, interesting colored balls, smiling wine glasses ... all these are my masterpieces.

I have gained knowledge and happiness from the production, and I love my small production!

Chapter Two: My Story

I, a lively and lovely girl, have curved eyebrows, big watery eyes, small cherry mouth and shoulder-length hair. Although I am ugly, there are as many things happening to me as the stars in the sky. My small mouth contains rich expressions: when I am happy, I curl my lips and make a face; You can hang a small oil pan by pouting when you are angry. I am still a careless little girl. A math exam, I read the topic. Ah, it's too simple. I immediately picked up a pen and wrote quickly. I finished it in less than two classes. I think I must have got the exam 100, so I handed it in without reading it. When I handed out the paper the next day, I only got 96 points. Look at the paper, alas, it's all careless!

It should have been 785 grams, but I wrote 785 kilograms. Also, it should be 2 kilometers, but I wrote 24 meters. It is wrong to deduct 4 points for nothing!

I'm still a little book fan. Before, I just read some fairy tales and story books. Such as grimm's fairy tales, 100 1 page, etc. Now, I read four classic novels-Dream of Red Mansions, Journey to the West, Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Water Margin. I feel sorry for what happened to Lin Daiyu: the simplicity of Pig Bajie makes me feel ridiculous; I admire Zhuge Liang's clever calculation; I admire Song Wu's bravery. At present, I am reading Lu Xun's novel "Scream"!

I have countless stories, and I can't finish them. Today, I want to tell you something!

Chapter Three: My Story

I am an ordinary child, neither fat nor thin, with big eyes and double eyelids. Everyone says I'm smart, right?

I remember the winter vacation when I was five years old. My mother and I went to the mall to buy a lot of things. After shopping, we came to the door. The salesperson said politely, "Welcome next time!" I was surprised at first and thought, hey! This is a good idea, much better than goodbye and goodbye. On second thought, I decided to wait until the guests came to show off. Here comes the opportunity. That day, my mother's friend came to my house to be a guest. Finally, when they were about to leave, when they got up to leave, I took a few steps to the door and said loudly, "Aunt, welcome to come again next time!" " My aunt touched my head and said with a smile, "That's very kind of you! "

Another time, my father was going on a business trip, and I was a little reluctant to say to him, "Welcome to my home next time." Hearing this, dad was shocked and then smiled. ...

I have countless stories, because I am naughty, so there are many things! ! !

Chapter Four: My Story

I'm in grade one now. I met a friend A during the winter vacation. At first, I scolded him online. He is easy to get along with. Later, I learned that he was the object of a good friend of mine, but I still didn't believe him because they were all 14 years old. He came a little early. Ha ha! I met a friend B when we scolded him, and we had a good relationship with that person. Later, I became good friends with both of them. I told them my previous story. In the story, they met a good friend C, who was my friend B's favorite boy at first. Later, my friend A insisted on hitting my good friend C. I couldn't bear it and had to participate. At the same time when this happened, my friend B said he would go with me, so I had to agree. I thought at that time, "I want to promise him that it should be okay for him not to let friend A hit friend C." I knew I promised, but I didn't expect it to be so easy. When I promised my friend B, my friend A wouldn't hit my friend C, but my friend C didn't know anything yet. Hey ... what did I do for him?

After this happened, another thing happened. Help my cousin hang QQ every day during the winter vacation. Among them, I met my good friend, who thought I was his sister. One day, he asked me if I had a boyfriend. I said no, I'm studying now, and I don't think about anything! ! Hmm. How interesting

Chapter Five: My Story

On a quiet night, my mother worked the night shift and my father went to Shanghai on business. When I was 9 years old, I fought against the darkness at home alone. That was the first time!

I turned on the light in fear. With this light, I won't be so afraid. The light shone on me as if my mother were by my side. I turn on the TV and play my favorite cartoon. I think my mother will come back as soon as this cartoon is finished. Who knows, when the cartoon was put into the most exciting time, the TV and the lights went out with a bang, "Ah!" I screamed loudly: "What should I do? What should I do? " I'm shaking all over. There seems to be the last candle left at home. My mother put it on the kitchen cabinet and I bumped it against the wall. Touch the candle and light it on the kitchen plate, and put it in the middle of the living room. I thought to myself: mom will come back soon, maybe the electricity will come. I've always thought so. After a long time, my mother hasn't come back yet, but the candles are almost finished. "What is this, so hard!" "I said to myself. Looking at it by the light of a candle, he said, "Emergency light! Great, saved! " I shouted happily. Turn on the emergency light, there is only a little faint light, I love to play, I didn't charge the emergency light earlier, and before long, the electricity inside was used up. I'm completely helpless. I just sit in the corner and cry.

"Ding, ding, ding!" A bunch of keys rang and mom came back. I immediately stood up and ran to tell my mother my helplessness.

My mother told me: in fact, everyone will encounter some difficulties in their growth experience. It's not terrible to get dark. As long as your heart is bright, your heart is not gloomy.

Chapter Six: My Story

I have sharp eyes, thick ears, a small nose, a big mouth and a strong personality and temper. I remember once my sister and I were playing chess, and my father shouted "Come and sweep the floor". My sister and I said, "I see." After a while, my father let out another cry when he saw that we didn't come out. I said, "Sister, go and sweep the floor." My sister said, "Yes." I said, "why don't you sweep when I sweep?" I don't sweep anyway. "

"I'm your sister. You should listen to me."

"I am younger than you, why don't you help me?"

My sister and I quarreled, and finally we made a decision. "Rock, paper, scissors" haha! I don't have to sweep the floor! My sister hit me and then swept the floor. My sister is stronger than me! I can only wait for my sister to sweep the floor and play chess.

Another time, the teacher taught me to play chess like that, and I really won. My sister said, "There is no such thing as playing chess, so it doesn't count!" " "Do you know why my sister said I can't count? Dad said who won a dollar, but my sister said it didn't count. I object. I obviously won, and my sister and I had another fight. Dad shouted, "Who won?" "I won", and my father gave me a dollar. I am very happy! My sister is very angry. She didn't get a dollar.

Chapter 7: My Story

Every day, stories happen to me, some of which are fleeting, while others leave a deep impression.

That happened in the fourth grade. One afternoon, the sky was overcast and it was raining in Mao Mao. Like birds returning to their nests, the students twittered away from school. Even the students on duty that day ran away, leaving me alone. When I walked past the teacher's platform, I found a lot of rubbish on the floor of the classroom. Looking up again, the tables and chairs are as messy as garbage dumps. My duty as a student on duty kept me here. I picked up the broom first and cleaned the rubbish in the classroom. Then I went to the bathroom and got a mop to clean the classroom floor, and then put the tables and chairs in order. I think our class will definitely get the red flag side of healthy flow.

I left school alone and ran home in the growing rain. When I got home, it was late and I was soaked to the skin. When my parents saw me like this, they scolded me and said why I didn't come home after school. My eyes are red. Although I felt wronged, I didn't tell them the reason. I think it's better not to make public!

This is me-a hardworking and patient me!

Chapter 8: My Story

I, a lively and lovely girl, have curved eyebrows, big watery eyes, small cherry mouth and shoulder-length hair. Although I am ugly, there are as many things happening to me as the stars in the sky.

My small mouth contains rich expressions: when I am happy, I curl my lips and make a face; You can hang a small oil pan by pouting when you are angry.

I am still a careless little girl. A math exam, I read the topic. Ah, it's too simple. I immediately picked up a pen and wrote quickly. I finished it in less than two classes. I think I must have got the exam 100, so I handed it in without reading it. When I handed out the paper the next day, I only got 96 points. Look at the paper, alas, it's all careless!

It should have been 785 grams, but I wrote 785 kilograms. Also, it should be 2 kilometers, but I wrote 24 meters. It is wrong to deduct 4 points for nothing!

I'm still a little book fan. Before, I just read some fairy tales and story books. Such as grimm's fairy tales, 100 1 page, etc. Now, I read four classic novels-Dream of Red Mansions, Journey to the West, Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Water Margin. I feel sorry for what happened to Lin Daiyu: the simplicity of Pig Bajie makes me feel ridiculous; I admire Zhuge Liang's clever calculation; I admire Song Wu's bravery. At present, I am reading Lu Xun's novel "Scream"!

I have countless stories, and I can't finish them. Today, I want to tell you something!

6. My own story composition is 400 words.

One day during the winter vacation, I was bored at home, so I went for a walk in the street. The streets are crowded with people and vehicles, and I am dazzled by the dazzling array of goods in various shops. Finally, I found a cross-stitch shop and opened the door curiously.

As soon as I entered the door, I was deeply attracted by the scene before me: the tiger on the cross stitch was lifelike, lifelike; Wintersweet seems to be flying in the snow. A waitress asked me, "Do you want to buy one for embroidery?" I subconsciously hesitated and said, "OK, give me a small one." "Ok, just a moment, please." The waiter turned to get the cross stitch, and I continued to look at these exquisite works.

When I got home, I couldn't wait to take out the cross stitch and hide in my small room. I carefully embroidered it against the above reference for fear of making mistakes. But there are unexpected storms, and God always tries his best to make me make mistakes. Under the repeated tests of heaven, I finally gave in and simply threw the cross-stitch aside and stopped embroidering.

Somehow, my mother knew about it. She called me to the living room and patiently asked me, "Do you know Wu Shuang, the daughter of New Xia Feng?" "Yes, it is in our Chinese book." "Then tell me why she can become an excellent dramatic actress?" "Because she has perseverance and perseverance, she is not afraid of suffering." I skillfully answered my mother's questions one by one, unaware of the hidden "mystery". Mom didn't speak, just stared at my eyes. At this time, I suddenly understood my mother's intention and brushed my face to the root of my neck. I ran into the room, took out the cross stitch and started stitch by stitch under the guidance of my mother.

"Cross-stitch is also an art. As long as you learn an art well, you will not be afraid of having no food when you grow up." This is what the waiter aunt told me. Under the guidance of my mother, I finished the cross stitch. When we went to mount it, the waiter aunt praised me for my good embroidery!

7. My story composition is 400 words.

We are a big family with many members, and there are many unforgettable things in this family.

Because we are not in the same city, we can only get together during the Spring Festival, but the way we celebrate is very special.

Every few days before the Spring Festival party, Aunt Xiao, the general director, will carefully arrange programs and go to the supermarket to buy gifts. Then, my sister and I will try our best to recite our lines, and the actors who are notified will insist on rehearsing with disdain. They all want to show their talents on the stage.

After dinner, everyone began to split up, because we are both actors and staff, and no one is allowed to be lazy or absent. With applause and music, my sister and I stepped onto the stage. I speak Chinese and my sister speaks English. Under our kind but not serious auspices, the actors began a wonderful performance.

It is my aunt's house that likes to perform skits. They make people laugh every time. The most disobedient is my brother, who grabs the microphone every time and joins in the fun. When he performs, he will run away. The most serious are grandparents, whose songs began in the 1950s. They are usually serious and lively on the stage, so we give them the warmest applause.

The hardest thing is to distribute gifts, because we think everyone is good, but there will be no contradiction because of gifts, because we are a family.

The gathering of our big family has been held for seven years. Saving it is not only for everyone to be happy, but also for our big family to be more harmonious and happy. We have also absorbed a lot of experience and believe that it will be better in the future!

8. There are about 400 words of your composition in my story.

When I mow the grass in the afternoon, I'm sweating like a pig, and my poems are dripping. Every time I finish reading and look at the words, I always shout: Boring, reading hurts me.

Gradually I lack knowledge. I know how to talk about my father and mother in every composition. I like reading books. Buying Xu's book kept me reading late. It's my turn to speak. I thought for a moment and said, I just finished reading the previous book, and my parents burst into laughter. I wonder that my mother smiled at my face. I said, look at the bottom of the dictionary, look at the dictionary, and look at the original "Joe". I suddenly realized that my father.

I really like reading books, which brings me the pleasure of the poor. Reading Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Water Margin let me know the famous works. Watching "Hundred Thousand" enriched my knowledge; Read the Complete Works of Composition to improve your writing level; Watching cartoons and funny classes makes me more humorous and imaginative.

Reading gives me knowledge, pleasure, strength, ups and downs, how to do things, knowledge, enrich my brain and increase my knowledge.

Misunderstanding originates from the misunderstanding of things between people or between people. Misunderstanding means that in literary works, one of the characters misunderstood the other party (or something), or two people misunderstood each other, which led to contradictions and promoted the development of the plot, thus making the emotional waves of the characters progressive and colorful. The so-called "

"People are straight and elegant", and straightforward narration is a taboo in composition, but it is a good way to make the article ups and downs, exciting and misleading. When using this method, it is necessary to note that it is a misunderstanding after writing, and it is necessary to explain the protagonist's psychological reaction after knowing that it is a misunderstanding.

9. 400-word composition of my growth story

In my memory of growing up, many things happened: some made me proud; Some make me sad; I was told to take a warning; Some of them will never be forgotten by me. Among them, one thing left an indelible impression on me, that is, learning to ride a bike during the summer vacation.

I remember when I was in the third grade, I saw children my age riding freely on the road. I really envy them! So in the summer vacation, I asked my father to teach me to ride a bike.

That afternoon, my father found me an old car and taught me to ride a bike. I think: if you don't do it, you will never stop. If you want to learn, you have to learn I got on the bike, and my father helped me hold the handlebar and let me ride slowly. I rode more than ten meters carefully, and the faster I rode, my father said, "I let go, and you balance yourself." At this time, I am very nervous. It may be that as soon as my father let go, the car was disobedient and the handlebar was crooked. I fell with a plop, and my leg just touched the stone, and my blood was flowing. The sudden pain is unbearable. I wanted my father to help me up, but I didn't. I gritted my teeth and lifted the car to continue practicing.

At this time, my father came over to help me hold the handlebar and taught me the skills of cycling: "Look forward when riding, and keep your body straight." I rode under the guidance of my father for a while, and my father let me go again. I rode according to the skills my father taught me. It was really better than last time, but I almost fell down.

I won't let my father help me again. I balanced first, pushed forward, and the car turned around. I kept repeating the action just now, from pedaling once to pedaling twice, and slowly mastered the cycling skills, so I can walk a long way. I practice falling, then I practice falling. A fall gains wisdom. I don't care how painful my leg hurts, I still keep practicing. Everything comes to him who waits, and I finally learned to ride a bike.

My confidence increased greatly and I rode slowly. After a period of practice, I thoroughly mastered the skills of cycling and learned to ride a bike, which was particularly rewarding.

I can't remember many things, but this one is deeply imprinted in my mind. It makes me understand that it is not difficult for a person to do one thing, but it is difficult to face difficulties and challenges bravely.