The story of chairs, tables and wall brooms

"One" desk, chair, broom, wall and floor, complaining about how to write a 400-word composition.

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"Rinrin", the bell rang and the students went out to play. There are only tables, walls and brooms left in the classroom.

The table said, "I work as a study assistant for my classmates, but my classmates make me dirty and don't care about me at all." They scribbled on me and treated me as a draft paper, which made me unrecognizable. " What's more, carving and digging on me will ruin my face! "

The wall says, "I sheltered my classmates from the wind and rain, but my classmates drew on me with crayons and gave me pen water." They made a snow-white dress ugly! " "

The broom said, "I was a cleaning helper for my classmates, but my classmates often robbed me when sweeping the floor. They grabbed a good broom!" " "

They chattered and wondered who shouted, "Let's go to the teacher to judge." So, everyone invited the teacher, and the teacher called the students. Listening to the cries of tables, walls and brooms, the students blushed and bowed their heads in shame, indicating that they should take good care of public property in the future.

Since then, no one has scribbled, no one has taken a broom, not anymore. ...

"Two" is inspired by the combination of table, broom and rag.

One night, there was a buzzing sound in the classroom. Listen carefully, it turns out that tables, chairs, brooms and walls are talking. ...

The eldest brother at that table said first, "Oh, you know what? Recently, my classmates scraped my face with a ruler, which caused me to be pointed at all day. Listen, a classmate said,' This table is really ugly, it's ugly to death.' I'm so wronged that I wait on them every day, but they scold me, alas ... "

"You are not as miserable as me!" I heard my little brother shouting in the chair. "I let them sit on me and study hard every day. I didn't provoke them, but they shook me around every day. Sometimes, when I am unhappy or bored, I will be held high. Suddenly, I fell down at once, leaving only one broken arm. "

"What is this?" Sister broom cried with tears. "I made the classroom cleaner, but these students not only didn't appreciate it, but instead used me as a fighting tool, breaking my bones and making me laugh and cry."

"Oh, I'm worse than all of you." Sister Wall said sadly. "Some children often use me as a draft paper, making drafts on my clothes, some use me as a drawing board, opening up a painting world on me, some use me as a carving material, and draw a lot of cuts on my face ... They don't care about me at all. You see, I just put on my white coat at the beginning of this year. It's only been two months, and it's already dirty and rotten Do you think I am miserable? "

After listening to each other's complaints, the table, chair, broom and wall felt that everyone was miserable and said nothing more. In this way, the classroom is quiet again.

"3" One night, it was your chirping voice. Listen carefully, it turned out to be a table, a chair, a broom and a wall waiting to talk.

Three months ago, a few days ago.

Late one night, there was a chirping sound in the classroom. Listen for yourself. It turns out that tables, chairs, brooms and walls are talking. ...

Fable stories must tell all kinds of students' lessons. ...

"Wu" chalk, desks, brooms and chairs make up a fairy tale of more than 300 words.

It's deep, and everything is silent. At this time, Father Moon heard the noise in a primary school classroom. Father Moon decided to go and have a look first. Father Moon quietly flew to the window of the classroom. Listen: Finally, he understood what was going on. It turns out that the desks, stools, blackboards and blackboards in the classroom are all arguing fiercely about who has made the greatest contribution.

"Well, it goes without saying who has the greatest credit." The brush cleared his throat and said, "You won't forget that teachers used me to erase their failures written in chalk, and my clean body became covered with chalk dust." At this point, the brush paused, glanced at everyone, and then said, "I see, who can say that it has contributed the most except me?" "What? So you can say it, too ! "The blackboard turned white with anger. "Without me, where can I write with chalk?" ? Without me, where are you going to wipe the words written in chalk? Isn't it obvious who has contributed the most? ! ""you ... you ...! "I was so excited that I couldn't speak. I didn't expect to be robbed by the blackboard as soon as I opened my mouth. I jumped up and down with anger." Cut! Without me, have you been standing and listening to the teacher? ""How can people write and take notes without me? You have become useless! "Stools and tables unite to refute the blackboard and blackboard." This ... this ... "The blackboard and the blackboard brush know that they are wrong and have nothing to say.

"Everyone is important, isn't it?" The chalk that has been listening to everyone arguing about not talking finally spoke. Everyone's eyes turned to chalk: chalk was originally only two or three inches long, and it would consume a lot after class every time, and it would be gone after a few classes. He sacrificed himself to achieve others! But even so, he never strives for merit and never works hard, and we … how selfish and shallow we are! Tables, stools, blackboards and blackboard brushes all bowed their heads in shame. "No matter what you do, it is not enough to rely on one person's strength. You have to work hard with Qi Xin. In my opinion, each of us has the same contribution and is equally important. Let's not argue, shall we? " Chalk looked at everyone expectantly and said that after listening to chalk, everyone stopped quarreling and the atmosphere was relaxed and happy. Father Moon smiled happily when he heard this!

The desk, chair, broom and blackboard of "Lu" strive for a 400-word composition.

One night, there was a buzzing sound in the classroom. Listen carefully, it turns out that tables, chairs, brooms and walls are talking! Table capacity said: "My contribution is the greatest. Can students write good words without me? " Without me, will the students have a place to put their schoolbags? Where can I put my book without me? I have the greatest credit! "Suddenly, the broom in the corner said angrily," Without me, there would be a lot of dust flying under the students' noses, making them feel uncomfortable. Without me, will the students have clean water to drink? "Without me, wouldn't the whole world be a dump? So I have the greatest credit! " Then, plug in the trash can and proudly say, "If there is no garbage I swept, where can I put it?" Can you enjoy fresh air without me? So I have the greatest credit! "Later, the wall couldn't wait and said," If I don't separate the classroom from the outside, will it be hot in summer? "Will it be cold in winter? So I have the greatest credit! " Finally, the chair got impatient and said, "Will the students be comfortable without me?" If not, my legs will be sore. Why? So I have the greatest credit! "They quarreled as a bee. Then a teacher came into the classroom, and they asked the teacher to be a judge. They said, "Who among us has the greatest credit? "The teacher replied," You have all contributed a lot. "The teacher said this sentence, they feel very reasonable. They never quarreled again. You know, everything in the world, everyone has their own value.

One night, there was a chirping sound in the classroom. It turns out that tables, chairs, brooms and walls are talking these days. Today, you continue to write.

The table said, alas. . I, the host, haven't cleaned up the things on the table for three or four days. If you look at me, people will call me dirty. "The chair sighed after looking at the messy table." Yes, you see, all his smelly socks and dirty clothes are thrown at me. I haven't washed them for days, but I was smoked to death! "The wall looked at the table and chair that had been complaining. Suddenly, the broom leaning against me spoke. "Ah, wall man, you said that the master hadn't touched me for a few days, and spiders were all netting on me. Hey. . Our host is really lazy! The wall was speechless. Looking at the owner lying in bed, he shook his head helplessly: "Stop that now, broom. . I have been blackened by the snack bags and garbage left on my body, and I am no longer the white and clean wall. . Meowed "

The self-report of the desk, broom and wall of the fourth grade composition department is 450 words

Rinrin ",the bell rang, and the students went out to play. There were only tables, walls and brooms left in the classroom. ...

The desk reads: "I work as a study assistant for my classmates, but they make me dirty and don't care about me at all." They scribbled on me and treated me as a draft paper, making me unrecognizable. What's more, they carved and dug holes in me and disfigured my face! "

The wall says, "I sheltered my classmates from the wind and rain, but my classmates drew on me with crayons and gave me pen water." They made a snow-white dress ugly! " "

The broom said, "I was a cleaning helper for my classmates, but my classmates often robbed me when sweeping the floor. They grabbed a good broom!" " "

They chattered and wondered who shouted, "Let's go to the teacher to judge." So, everyone invited the teacher, and the teacher called the students. Listening to the cries of tables, walls and brooms, the students blushed and bowed their heads in shame, indicating that they should take good care of public property in the future.

Since then, no one has scribbled, no one has taken a broom, not anymore. ...

Nine: Write a composition with chalk, desks, chairs and brooms as the main topics.

A white pillar constitutes chalk. Chalk is a very common thing, but there is no shortage of chalk in the classroom. Will sacrifice our own answers and let us learn a lot of knowledge and truth.

In our classroom, chalk is used in almost every class. Everyone has learned a lot of knowledge, but it's all turned into powder. Chalk dedicates itself without asking for anything in return. Just like those miners. They gave up the warm sunshine, lived underground day and night, dug for us without any regrets and brought us warmth. I believe they also want to bathe in the sunshine.

Unlike those stars, miners show their charm on the stage, but dig for warmth and light for us in the dark. Miners have the qualities of obscurity and selfless dedication. Thinking of this, I can't help but think of a poem written by Du Fu in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night: "Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently."

If there were no miners in the world, we wouldn't feel warm in winter; If there is no chalk, the blackboard will not play its role; If there is no street lamp, the car will lose its way; If there were no candles, what would you do when the power went out? ...

Chalk is a very common thing, and I want to be as obscure and selfless as chalk!