A composition describing a character

A pair of white wings and an angel with a halo on his head appeared in front of me and quietly took my grandfather away. Even though the whole family shed tears, he fell asleep quietly. I have something to say to my grandfather ...

Every weekend, my family will put things in order, get on the bus and prepare to go back to their hometown to visit their grandparents. Just as the car turned into a familiar alley, I saw the old breakfast grocery store from the window. I know it will be a good holiday to meet me next, because just as my stomach was purring, my grandmother came out of the room, greeted us with a smile and prepared for lunch. The taste of the food is mouth watering. Just then, my cousins and I rushed to the table hand in hand to see grandpa's performance today.

It is always difficult to resist the cold in winter, so the main meal on the table begins with the cold side dishes in summer and the fire boiler that constantly emits warm air. In this way, the family, regardless of age, sat in a circle, chatting and joking with each other, and the joy of adults was written on their faces. But I noticed that it was my grandfather who had the brightest smile on his lips. He didn't join the discussion and listened silently!

After eating a sumptuous Chinese meal, grandma and menstruation both went into the kitchen and began to gossip while processing the dishes after dinner. Of course, the younger siblings in the kindergarten picked up their chairs and waited in front of the TV for their anime idols, but I also like the quiet environment, taking my grandfather's hand out for a walk and absorbing the warmth of the sun, especially in this beautiful afternoon, I am so happy to get along with my relatives again.

However, everything has become a bubble in memory, fragmentary but not specific, one-sided and unreal. When I was immersed in the happiness accompanied by my grandfather, the angel of time took him away from me. I can't restore those weekends. I'd rather give me a minute. I want to say to grandpa, what I want to say most-goodbye!

Everyone has a warm and beautiful mother, but my mother is different. The way she caresses you is very special, so I admire her. I remember when I was 8 years old, I went shopping with my mother. I fell down in the street and cried in despair. My mother saw that I was still crying on the ground, so she stepped forward and kicked me. She was not depressed and said that you were crying and I didn't want you. I stopped crying at once, and my mood changed. I understand a truth. Don't cry when things get difficult. Crying won't solve the problem. For example, if you lose 200 yuan, you will be sad. What's the use of being sad? This is a waste of mood, mom. I understand your pain. Mom, I love you.

There is a saying, buried in a secret corner of my memory, a very small sentence, which I will never forget, although it is very short.

In the second grade of primary school, some classmates and I always quarreled over trivial matters. Every time we quarreled, we blushed and often had a cold war.

Mom didn't say anything when she found out.

Until one time, I accidentally cut my mother's hand. Bright red blood flowed from white arms. I quickly took medicine to help my mother bandage her bleeding hand.

Mom still didn't say anything, just smiled. I asked her what she was doing, and she just said, "If only you and your classmates could do this!" "

I started arguing.

My mother waited for me to finish, and when my mood calmed down, she said to me calmly, "I believe that tolerance is necessary to get along with people." Then quietly walk out of the house and close the door for me.

I thought for a long time that night. Now I've changed a lot because of one sentence.

Mothers are all over the world and maternal love is scattered in every corner of the world. Motherly love is selfless and silent.

Write character 3 and say that everyone who knows him will give him a thumbs up.

My brother is different from others. He doesn't like to rush, but he likes to turn over, read, think and write with a book, as if to reveal the secrets in the book. Don't think that my brother is a bookworm. If he plays, even my playful sister can't catch up. My brother is a big shot in my family. As long as he is at home, the whole family is busy.

My brother is only a few years older than me. But he knows much more than I do, and I have to admire him.

One day, my brother and I were playing, and suddenly he asked, "A piece of iron and a piece of wood, the same size, fell from the same height, which one landed first?"

"Of course, the iron fell first," I answered without thinking.

"Why?"

"Because iron is heavy."

"That's not right."

"What's the matter?"

"Let me prove this wrong."

Then I took out iron and wood of the same size, ran to the second floor and threw them out. In fact, iron and wood landed at the same time. I ran to my brother in three steps and asked, "What's the reason?" My brother said slowly, "If the air resistance is removed ..."

"Brother," I interrupted his long speech and asked, "How big is your brain? Give me some! " Brother smiled and said, "Remember, the secret of cleverness is diligence!" " I smiled as brightly as the sun, and my brother smiled as pure as the stars in the night sky.

I have a naughty brother who is five years old this year. He is chubby, with a wide forehead and small eyes, and a fleshy face makes people want to pinch. His name is Yuan Zisheng. Because he was naughty and destructive, people changed the name "Sheng" to "Bomb" and called him "Atomic Bomb".

Once, I slept in the same bed with him foot by foot. As soon as I lay down, he put his hand on my stomach and kept pressing it hard. I kicked him, and he hugged and scratched my feet. I laughed so hard that I fought with him in bed. As a result, my mother got angry, and he and I had a few slap marks on our ass, so he stopped making trouble. Oh, my ass, this is all caused by the atomic bomb.

I slept in a daze at night and felt someone biting my foot gently. I woke up the next day with saliva all over my feet. I asked what happened to the atomic bomb, and he said, "dream of eating roasted chicken last night." I listened, in distress situation.

The next afternoon, he insisted on playing with me, and I agreed. He followed me, scolded anyone who didn't like me, and fought with other children. I had no choice but to drive him away, but he still persisted. Finally, my friend and I thought of a way to get rid of him by bike. So, my friend and I got on the bike and pushed forward desperately together. The "atomic bomb" saw it and pushed his little bike after us. When we rode to the river, he chased it to the river. We rode to the playground of No.2 Middle School, and he chased after us. My friends and I were so tired that we didn't get rid of him. A friend said helplessly, "this atomic bomb obviously doesn't give others personal space!" " "

This is my brother "Atomic Bomb"-a naughty boy, but if you meet him, you will find that he is actually quite cute!

Describing Characters Composition 5 In the big family of Class Six X, there are many outstanding students. Today I'm going to talk about the funny king-XX. Xx looks furtive, but talks a lot, like a small fish spitting bubbles. He is not only an aggressive, loyal, bold and eloquent xx, but also often makes the whole class burst into laughter with some humorous sentences.

After lunch, xx saw a man casually throwing a pen out of the window, so he volunteered to climb onto the balcony to pick it up for her. He climbed up the windowsill with one leg, climbed over the window and stood on the platform. The students in the classroom were shocked when they saw it. The students who just came in shouted and made the whole class tremble with fear. Afraid of xx slipping, he saw xx bending down to pick up something. After picking it up, he suddenly saw it. Seeing him like that, the whole class could not help laughing.

Xx is still a loyal person. When he sees his brother in trouble, he will go all out to help him. Once he made a mistake with some friends. He didn't complain, but took everything on himself, saying it was the atmosphere. On the contrary, he seems friendly. I think we must be brothers to be friends with him. He is really a loyal man!

Xx is still a bold man. In the music class, the teacher ordered xx to sing. I thought he wouldn't show his high notes. I'm afraid xx coughed solemnly twice and then sang aloud. It's a little ugly, but it's still very courageous. Xx has another shortcoming, that is, it loves answering words. As soon as the teacher finished speaking, he immediately picked up a humorous sentence, so the teacher transferred him to the end and spoke to the trash can.

No one is perfect, but as long as you are willing to correct your shortcomings. Your boldness and confidence will leave a deep impression on people. Loyal people are usually regarded as confidants by others.

My grandmother is 62 years old. She is in excellent health. She has bright eyes, a straight nose and a baby face, so she looks particularly young. Although she hasn't read any books, she has a clever head and flexible hands.

I remember last year's Lantern Festival, the teacher asked each parent to accompany their children to complete a handmade lantern. I told my mother how to do it the first time, and my mother said no, so why not buy one online! I was disappointed and said, "No, the teacher asked me to do it myself. My mother looked at me with my head down and was silent for a long time. Hey! We went to ask your grandmother for help. Grandma knew our purpose and looked at my unhappy expression. She smiled at once and said, "It's not difficult. As she spoke, she went to find materials for lanterns. She found some thin lead wire, pliers, colored paper and thread and began to work.

I squatted beside my grandmother silently. Grandma first used a wooden chopstick as the center point, then slowly folded the lead wire into an arc, tied the upper and lower ends into two circles with thick lead wire, and then fixed all the lead wires in front one by one. Next, grandma made some paste by mixing rice and water, and made a beautiful coat for the lantern. I handed the pre-cut colored paper to grandma. She held a semi-finished lantern in her left hand and slowly put the colored paper in her right hand. In about ten minutes, the paper was completely obedient. Then she cut a red ribbon and tied it on the bamboo pole. Grandma said, "Put it aside and let her do it. It will be stronger after drying. I immediately got up and poured grandma a cup of hot water. Grandma said, "Thank you, my little grandson. "

I knew grandma was very capable before, but I didn't expect her to have so many skills that I didn't know. Mom, you should learn from grandma!

Write Character 7. If anyone can win the performance seal, it is my good friend-Ye Jing.

She is a lovely performance! Ye Jing is petite and exquisite, like a dancing butterfly. She once studied Latin dance in the Children's Palace and won bronze and silver medals! Ye Jing not only dances well, but also sings well! When she started singing, she was crazy. She even signed up for the school choir!

On one occasion, Children's Day came, and there was a program called Chorus, in which Ye Jing was also included. When the song started, Ye Jing's loud and beautiful singing became the focus of the audience. She sings like a mountain, like running water, like a bird in a dream, like a cloud, like a breeze and like a storm! Listen, listen, I'm interested. At the end, I was still immersed in her beautiful voice "Hard work pays off" In two competitions, Ye Jing won the "Encouragement Award" and "Second Prize" with her most beautiful voice! In addition, she also worked hard in the chorus, singing a song and practicing for a long time. The teacher said that she was fine and could have a rest, but she still kept practicing. Having told so many stories about Ye Jing's singing, it's time to talk about her dancing experience. Once, I went to her house to play, and she was practicing dancing. I said to her, "Show me!" She agreed without hesitation. She put on the music, and her graceful figure came and went for a while, her hands were fluent and free, she practiced back and forth thoroughly, and her legs were thin and long, flexible and free! After the dance, she posed. In that case, it's like a little princess. I also saw a photo album dedicated to Ye Jing's performance and thought; Everything she has achieved now is bought by her little sweat. As the saying goes, "One minute on stage, ten years off stage." I applaud her performing arts. composition

Many people have brothers, but my brother is different. He always makes me feel that I have done something wrong and he will be punished for me. This is true.

On Sunday, my brother and I were at home. At noon, my parents went out on business, and only my brother and I played at home. After a long time, mom and dad's footsteps disappeared, and there was nothing interesting in the room. I suggested to my brother to go downstairs to play, but my brother had to agree, but just as I was putting on my shoes, I accidentally broke the most expensive vase in my house because I ran too fast. I was shocked at that time. This vase is my mother's favorite vase. Now I broke it, and my mother didn't tear me in half. My brother came up to me and said coldly, "You are miserable." I don't know when salty tears came out of my eyes. My brother saw it and said angrily, don't cry, because my brother can't stand boys crying, so he promised to help me bear the crime. At this moment, my tears suddenly stopped flowing downwards, as if they had been dried by the burning sun. In an instant, my star was weak.

In the evening, mom and dad finally came back and saw the vase broken all over the floor. My brother came up to my mother and stammered, "Sorry, I broke the vase. At this time, the careful mother found the flaw and saw at a glance that it was not broken by my brother. She said it didn't matter, so she took my dad's clothes back to her room. In the middle of the night, my mother called me to tell the truth. I really can't hide it. I had to tell the truth, and my father said to me carefully, "Son, you can't lie, even if you lie, you can't cover it with paper." "I told my brother about it, and my brother also said that fools are blessed. "

After this incident, I understand that a man must be down-to-earth and face the wrong things bravely.

Hello, my name is Zhao. I 10 years old, studying in Class 5, Experimental Primary School. My height is about 1.56 meters and my weight is 50 kilograms. I have black skin and shiny black hair. I have bright eyes and a big mouth under my round nose.

I am a naughty boy and a "bad boy" in the eyes of adults. Take what happened when I was nine years old for example. It was an afternoon. As usual, I finished my homework and went downstairs to play. I saw some children riding tricycles downstairs. It is both interesting and simple. I finally got up the courage to say to them, "Let me ride!" " "Unexpectedly, they readily agreed. As soon as I heard this, I flew into the sky and rode happily. I got bored after riding a few laps, so I asked them to come down and push me from behind. Who knows this push, I quit the "accident". They pushed so hard that I didn't have time to master the direction and hit a black bike at once. Several of them saw this scene and fled without a trace in a hurry. I was the only one when the master came. My father rushed over when he heard the news, and finally lost the owner 3000 yuan, and it was over.

Not only that, I also did many other naughty "bad things" that didn't make people worry: I poured yogurt on the computer, went out to have fun with my friends, and didn't come home until midnight 10, which worried my parents. ...

Although I am always naughty, I still work hard. I remember once, my father and I went to a teahouse, and we were startled when we opened the door. There is a lot of rubbish in the house. It's a mess! So I quickly helped my father clean up. I receive water, clean the table, sweep the floor, mop the floor, take out the garbage ... everything is in order. A few hours passed unconsciously, and finally the teahouse was cleaned by us. I smiled with satisfaction when I saw the spotless teahouse. At that moment, all the fatigue was left behind.

In other words, I am naughty and I work hard. Do you like me like this?

If you want to talk about the king of humor, it must be Han Ye Bing in our class. He has big ears and is cheerful all day. His eyes are already very small. If he smiles again, his eyes will become "a crack".

"Touching porcelain" is Han Yebin's stunt. On one occasion, physical education class played football. A classmate accidentally knocked him down, and Han Yebin immediately performed his stunt "touching porcelain". Listen to Han Yebin's "Ah", raise your hand and lean back. He fell to the ground with a plop. Shout: "Ouch! Ouch!" The whole football field can hear it. Facing Han Yebin's touching porcelain. That classmate was unmoved. See 1 plan is not successful, Han Ye bing eyes "guru" a turn, and thought of the plan 2. Ye Hanbin first rolled to the left, then to the right, and then to the left. .......................................................................................................................................................... still pointed at the sky with a painful look: "Oh, my God, the earth!" Please help me! I only want 800, 800! "Then his eyes closed and he died. The classmate kicked Han Yebin. The "dead man" moved again: "Well, where am I? Is this heaven? " After that, something called "laughter" is spreading in the air. Ten seconds later, "ha ha ha", "ga ga ga" and "ha ha ha"

He will also imitate the voice of Wang in detective chinatown. Han Yebin often makes a sudden remark about Wang, and that accent will immediately make us laugh.

Han Ye is both funny and humorous. He can tell any cold jokes, long jokes and short jokes. I doubt that he believed those jokes.

Ok, I won't tell you, I'm going to listen to Han Yebin's jokes!

There is a long-winded king in our class who makes a lot of noise in class or between classes. One day, when he was in our Chinese class, the teacher just talked about the key points, and he began to tell jokes with other students, which made the whole class fidgety. As soon as the teacher turned around, he sat up and pretended as if nothing had happened. What a wit!

When we thought he would not speak in this class again today, he spoke again, but this time he was not so lucky. As soon as he turned around, the teacher found him. He was called to the last penalty station in the classroom by the teacher, and the person talking to him was also called to the back. But they started whispering again. The more you talk, the more energetic you are. Like a big horn, we don't stop.

Finally, the teacher had no choice but to let the two of them stand away. Who knows that they actually threw a note to chat. The teacher was really angry and took him into the office so that they couldn't even meet, but after all this, the class was over and they were "reunited" again.

This time, the teacher was "tearing his hair out" with anger, but next time it will be even worse.

That time, in an open math class, he crawled around in front of the vice principal, climbed onto another person's desk and started his routine operation. The teacher didn't even notice that there was one person missing from the desk in the classroom.

The teacher didn't know until a classmate complained. The teacher blushed and angrily called him into the office to lecture. Some students are watching a play at the door of the office, and he is still laughing casually in the office. The teacher taught him earnestly: it can't be like this anymore, and he won't listen. The teacher also called the parents, but I didn't expect to get through. The teacher had to call the parents to explain the situation, but the parents didn't respond after half an hour. The math teacher had no choice but to call the head teacher and say that he would go home for a visit, and the matter was over.

This is the troublesome "wordy king" in our class.

Brother, I have you by my side when I need you most, and you lend me a helping hand when I need help most. Whenever and wherever I ask you, you won't refuse. This contains my willfulness and various demands. Even if I am mean to you sometimes, you will still help me. I just want to say loudly, "It's good to have you."

Growing up, my mother was busy with work and couldn't take care of us anytime and anywhere. You always play the role of the person in charge of taking care of me. When I am bored, you will play with me. When I am sick, you will always care about me and pay attention to me. I don't know if you still remember, but one night I clamored for hamburgers, but my mother didn't take me. Although disappointed, I didn't say it. The next day, when I came home from school, I walked into the house and saw a bag of hamburgers on the table. Do you know how surprised and happy I was at that moment? I'm so happy to eat hamburgers, but I'm even happier if you buy me hamburgers! Although it was a long time ago, that throb is still deeply engraved in my heart!

Now that we are all grown up, you still love me. You always buy me something I like when you go home. Sometimes I don't want to do something, but you accept it without care. Although you sometimes need to fight, but ... I still didn't fight, because you are the only brother in the world who loves me the most!

Finally, I want to say thank you and "I love you". This kind of love is selfless and inclusive, only dedicated to you!

I have a good friend named Lai Jiahao who sits behind me. He is taller than me, with a uniform figure and a delicate face. What a handsome guy!

Lai Jiahao's academic performance is average in his class, but he is ambitious and wants to get a good grade and be admitted to a famous middle school. He is very modest and often asks me questions. After all, I am not a teacher, and I don't know how to explain it to him. But I will do my best to help him. If I can't, I can't do anything. His grades have suddenly improved recently, which is really incredible. Maybe this is the result of his secret efforts.

In life, he is a "small boss" and many people like to play with him. Lai Jiahao plays football and basketball very well. He is very generous and friendly. He is always reasonable, respectful and polite to teachers and elders, so he is very popular. I remember the birthday of 12 years old. I invited Lai Jiahao to dinner. When I got home, my mother said that Lai Jiahao was polite to eat and was a sensible child. She likes that child very much. I feel really happy to hear his mother's praise.

My experience of becoming good friends with Lai Jiahao is very simple. I remember one day in the fourth grade, Lai Jiahao said to me, "Tan Yanzhe, in my mind, I only regard you and Fan Yaoyang as good friends, and others only regard you as classmates." After listening to it, I was extremely happy. My relationship with him changed from an ordinary friend to a good friend with lightning speed. Since then, I have often played together. This semester, we sat together. This is our fate, or it may be the good luck that God gave us last semester.

We should cherish this opportunity, work together and achieve excellent results.

Writing about Characters 14 The students in our class have their own characteristics, which can be described by the characters in the Water Margin. Please listen to me slowly.

"Flower Monk" Yang

Yang Le is, he is chubby, with a big belly and great strength. Once, the teacher asked several of our classmates to move books downstairs, including Yang. We rushed downstairs like arrows. Look, there are five bundles of books, and we only have four classmates. "It seems that I have to run again." I said. Yang Le said, "No, look at me." After that, I threw two packs of books on my shoulders and ran to the classroom quickly. His face is not red and he is out of breath. He really has the demeanor of "hanging upside down and weeping willows".

Timely Rain by Liu

Liu Guanying, tall and helpful, is always there when any classmate is in trouble. Once we were having an exam, I wrote that my pen was out of ink and my pencil-box was left at home. I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks-running around. He found out and whispered to me, "What's the matter with you?" The pen is out of ink. I said. Without thinking, he immediately took out a pen and handed it to me. "You can use it. "After listening, I gratefully said thank you, and then immediately began to write a paper. What a timely rain!

Fan, a "multiple star"

The poem says, "Fan Chenzi in my class never loses anything. The composition is top-notch and the exam is all red. " He is of medium height and studies well. He is our teacher's right-hand man. There are many ways to manage the class, and he is full of wisdom. Once the teacher went to a meeting and put Fan in charge of the class. As soon as the teacher went out, the classroom was in an uproar. Fan had a brainwave. He wrote "praise * *" and "criticism * * *" on the blackboard, and then said loudly, "Who can cut homework in the praise column and the criticism column? Hum! Wait for the teacher to come back and invite you to eat "fried meat with bamboo shoots"! " After that, the students closed their mouths in unison, and you could hear a needle fall in the classroom. After Fan came back, the teacher praised him.

There are Yu Yalin, Chang Zhibo and Wang in our class. I can't finish it in one day anyway. Come to our class if you want to know!

Writing Characters 15 From babbling to now, the word "grandpa" I shout every day is actually my grandfather. Grandpa has been taking care of me since I was 8 months old, and we have never been apart until now. The person I admire most in my heart is my grandfather.

Grandpa is 70 years old, with sparse white hair around his head. He feels a little barren, but his eyebrows are dark and thick, and his eyes are bright. Grandpa's earlobe is big and thick, like Tathagata's ear. Grandpa is not tall, quite fat, with a big and round belly and a big pot on his body. Grandpa's laughter is so hearty that you can hear it from a distance. We all say that he is like a potbellied Maitreya.

In my impression, grandpa is an omnipotent old man. "Chyi Chin's calligraphy and painting" is proficient in everything. He can play guitar, play chess, write beautiful calligraphy and draw pictures. My mother said that the house she lived in when she was a child was built by her grandfather. All the furniture in the house, big or small, was made by her grandfather, and even the screen was painted by her grandfather. My grandpa is awesome!

Grandpa is also the "first-class chef" in my family. My mother said that when I first learned to eat, my grandfather wrapped me colorful little jiaozi, which was as delicate as a handicraft. I ate it delicious. The mothers of children as old as me in our compound all come to my house to learn from grandpa, and grandpa always packs a lot of them and freezes them in the refrigerator.

Since I was one year old, my grandfather told me stories every day, which he "made up" by himself. Grandpa's story is wonderful, some make me laugh, some make me creepy, some benefit me a lot, and some give me an epiphany. I think grandpa's story is worse than Night in the Sky.

Grandpa is old now, but he is still "an old Ji (Ji) with a thousand miles of heart." He has a wide range of hobbies and is now addicted to playing computer. He sits in front of the computer for two or three hours every night and asks me for advice from time to time. Sometimes I get bored, but grandpa says, "It's never too old to learn!" " "

Oh, grandpa, I really admire you!