My goddess writes a composition.

1. The teacher asked me to write my composition about 600 words. My male god is very tall, and I am very grateful to the teacher for providing 400 words, 500 words and 600 words in the composition column, writing, thanking and describing the teacher. Welcome to contribute and publish your composition.

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Xiaoying, Grade 5, Xie Qiao Central Primary School, Changshu City

Who taught me how to learn when I stepped into the school gate and met the challenge of knowledge? Who patted me on the shoulder and praised me when I made progress in my study? Who will touch my head and point out my shortcomings when I make a mistake? When I was in trouble, who was the first to lend a helping hand? Teachers, all teachers! This is a composition written in today's Chinese exam. Who taught me to learn when I stepped into the school gate to meet the challenge of knowledge? Who patted me on the shoulder and praised me when I made progress in my study? Who will touch my head and point out my shortcomings when I make a mistake? When I was in trouble, who was the first to lend a helping hand? Teachers, all teachers! Although I am only a fifth-grade student, many teachers have taught me. Are so gentle and amiable. I will never forget their inculcation and meticulous care for me. I still remember Mr. Xue's concern for me in the second grade. One day after school, my friends and I played in the classroom. I accidentally fell and broke my nose. Teacher Xue heard the sound and quickly helped me up and asked, "Oh, why did you fall?"? Are you all right? " My nose hurts and my hands are worn out, which makes me cry. Teacher Xue comforted me and said, "Don't cry, don't cry, it doesn't matter, you are a brave little girl." While helping me into the office, I quickly took out the spare medicine box, took out a ball of cotton wool, gently wiped the dust off my nose, and then slowly rubbed it back and forth on my nose with a cotton swab dipped in disinfectant, asking me if it hurts from time to time. After disinfection, Mr. Xue said with concern while sorting out the medicine box: "You should be careful when you walk in the future, and don't fall!" Fortunately, this is a minor injury, and it will be fine in a few days. "I'm in a hurry to leave," she added. "If your nose is uncomfortable, ask your parents to take you to the hospital for examination. "Teacher Xue cares about us like her own daughter. Take Mr. Huang, the current Chinese teacher, for example. I remember once, I walked into the teacher's office with excitement, put a composition that took two days to finish on her desk, and then quietly left. A few days later, the teacher came in with a stack of "Xie Xiaozhi Window" and announced: "Some students in our class have published their compositions! "I feel happy in my heart, it must be me, it must be me, hey! Don't waste those two days. I didn't expect it to be Qian Lan when I delivered the newspaper. I was so happy that the teacher was not there when the manuscript was delivered that day. Didn't she find my manuscript? Maybe the teacher threw it away as waste paper? ..... I didn't expect that after school that day, the teacher called me to the office and said to me earnestly, "You wrote well, but you wrote a lot of nonsense regardless of priority." Then she took out the manuscript and handed it to me, saying, "I made a preliminary revision for you, but I can't replace it." Take it back and think about it, rewrite it and give it to me tomorrow. " I took the manuscript paper and looked at it. I was shocked. The teacher's handwriting is densely covered in every corner of the manuscript paper. The teacher not only pointed out the typos, corrected the sick sentences and made some preliminary revisions, but also wrote down the opinions and suggestions for revision at the end of the article. I still clearly remember the last sentence, "You are a very clever boy. I believe you can write a satisfactory composition. I'll be sure when you've written it. "In the face of such a serious teacher, what reason do I have not to work hard? That night, I seriously thought about the teacher's suggestions for revision, and took a pen to write a composition. I was so excited that I forgot everything around me and wrote my first satisfactory composition. Since then, I have developed a strong interest in composing music. It is the teacher, the teacher's encouragement, and the teacher's help that gives me the motivation to move forward.

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My teacher's composition is 600 words. I have a good teacher who is knowledgeable and kind to students. Her big bright eyes reveal simplicity and warmth. She did her best for education and always cared about us. She is the monitor of our class.

2. Write a short essay on the topic of "I am a male god" and read "Where is Dad going?", which is very popular recently, and I am deeply touched. As far as I can remember, my father never seems to hold my hand, let alone kiss my forehead and face.

What coquetry, crying, not to mention, in front of my father's iceberg face, I dare not say anything Every time I watch my roommates call their parents every day to talk about their happiness, I feel a little lost. If nothing happens, I call my dad once a week and usually hang up within 30 seconds.

It's not that my father and I have a bad relationship, but it seems to be a tacit understanding, from habit to tacit understanding. Father is silent and seldom laughs. The conversation between us is always that he asks me to answer, and occasionally I ask him to answer, and there is no more topic to talk about.

My father has been very hard on me since I was a child. For example, there are many rules when eating: chopsticks must be put down when serving rice or soup, and can't be held in your hands; There are no grains of rice on chopsticks when picking vegetables; You can't leave half a grain of rice in the bowl after dinner ... and in appearance, you can't wear slippers, long hair, off-the-shoulder clothes and miniskirts when you go out. There are also many rules in other aspects, such as being generous and decent, which is to cultivate me into a good family with "going to the hall and going to the kitchen".

If I make a mistake, my father won't hit me or scold me, just stare at me with a cold face. This look is enough to make me afraid to do it again. But in some places, my father won't interfere with my freedom. For example, he never forced me to do my homework and let me study consciously. When I volunteered for the senior high school entrance examination, he asked me to choose my own high school according to my own wishes. When I was assigned to a liberal arts high school, he also asked me to decide according to my own interests ... After I went to high school, I boarded at school and had classes on Saturday, so I only went home once a week, and then I went back to study at night on Sunday afternoon.

So this weekly phone call is that I call my dad every Saturday afternoon, and then he picks me up on his motorcycle that has been weathered for six years. Then on Sunday morning, he will get up early and go to town to buy some dishes I like.

Later, when I had dinner with my classmates, I saw that they were so ugly and had no tutor. When I heard my friends talking about which girl in school was naked and shameless, when my elders praised me for being sensible and my classmates commented on my elegant behavior, I understood my father's good intentions and appreciated his harshness. In fact, my father has always been the greatest male god in my heart.

3. composition my male god brother my male god

A few days ago, I received a drift bottle in my mailbox, which said which one should I choose, idols or relatives! I asked many friends, and they all chose their relatives, but my heart told me that I chose idols! I don't know why there is a powerful force encouraging me! Relatives are the people who care about me the most in the world, but idols don't know me! But I love them so much! My friends say I'm a brain powder, and I don't care anymore. Until today, I don't know why there are so many brain powder, because they really love their idols and regard them as their lives! I also love EXO with my life! If one day the world ends, God tells me that I can't die. But everyone else has to die! God also said that my life could be exchanged for their 12 lives. I am also willing to change!

What I admire most about EXO is not their handsome appearance, but their pure hearts. They care about their teammates and don't leave tears easily, because they know in their hearts that once they shed tears, their fans will also shed tears. No matter how hard and tired they are, they dare not say they are tired They are afraid that fans will worry. Because they love fans, they don't want to make fans sad and worried!

A few days ago, I heard from my classmates that there will be eight people in EXO for military service. After hearing the news, I cried in class! I'm afraid I'll lose them. Students say that once they go to military service, they may no longer be popular. I'm afraid of losing them. They say they will be popular all over the world! EXO, those twelve cute puppies are trying to perform and train with their lives. Just to show my fans my last side! Even if they are tired and miserable, they just keep silent. A person can stand it because they believe. All efforts are for a good meal. They work so hard just to hope that fans can laugh every day and never cry! Because fans will always love those twelve cute little wolves who only interpret their dreams with their lives.

I love EXO. Now I know that it was not wrong for me to choose to like EXO, because I was right in judging people. They have been working hard and moving forward step by step ... I can make a scene in the future. Those who look down on EXO say that my male god is EXO. They are the best, and they are always trying to be perfect!

My male god's name is EXO. I always loved them. ...

4. Composition My boyfriend, hey, don't be nervous, don't be upset, calm down, calm down. My so-called "boyfriend" is just my male friend, and my "near neighbor" is not what you think! Don't be paranoid.

The ancients said: Far water can't put out a near fire, but it is very important to have a good relationship with "close neighbors". The lightning flashed in my mind and a trick rose in my heart: "Hum! I don't believe it. " My insidious sneer.

Plan one

I'll think about it. Think about it. Think about it. Think about it. Got it! The first trick-flattery. Ha, here he comes. I smiled (too much) and said, "So there you are. You look very handsome today. Have you used any brand-name skin care products? " ! This dress is also very suitable for you, which makes you wear it with temperament and no style. Hey ~ ~ When did you change this hairstyle? That's cool ... "I'm as polite as a machine gun." Jin Xiaoyan, go to hell. "A Qingtian dialect pulled me out of my imagination. The oncoming is a pot of cold water: "I don't know your tricks, so I won't go on the road." "Knock, knock, knock" I'm dizzy! This plan is a complete failure!

Plan ii

Although I suffered a fiasco last time, I am not discouraged. This time ~ ~ Yes, kiss!

"What do you think of my handwriting!"

"It's beautiful, neat and clear, and there's a pen."

I thought, "I threw up!"

"Look at my article, will you?"

"Very humorous, very distinctive, not bad." After a while, I said.

I thought, "No level."

……

"Your flattery is getting louder and louder. You work too hard. (smirk) I don't know yet. I praised in my heart but called my words disgusting and my composition was not up to standard ... (tough tone) "I walked away. Ah ... failed again.

Plan three ... failed.

Plan four ... failed.

I am exhausted, and now I have no energy to please this "near neighbor". Look, this bastard is looking in the mirror again.

"Don't take pictures, it's still the same, frog prince."

"Hey, do you think I have peas on my face?"

"Yes, more and more, but less and less?"

"You finally stopped playing tricks. That's good. I like it.

"Shua-"blushed, and I was at a loss.

"The next day, he bought me a steamed bun (because I didn't have breakfast). A few days later, he bought me a hemostatic patch (because my hand was cut). " A week later, he gave me a watch (saying it was a New Year gift). But I know this is not a New Year's gift, but a parting gift. He's leaving. He is going to another country.

5. Everyone has his own male god component. I have a male god, and his name is Kim Soo Hyun. Because of him, I popularized all the movies and TV series about him. For him, I strive to be a qualified cartoonist. For him, my mobile phone screensaver and computer.

Screensavers are all him. He is my male god. I have never desecrated him because I love him beyond my age. When I first saw you from the stars, I thought Do Min Joon was so handsome, and then I saw the moon embracing the sun.

I once thought Li Xuan was better than Do Min Joon. Later, I saw the secret and the greatness. I think that stupid Dongjiu spy Huan is more overbearing than He. Then I watched dreamhigh. I thought it was Sam-dong Song.

More persistent and cuter than Liu Huan, Li Xuan and Do Min Joon, it was not until I finally watched all the TV dramas and movies played by Xiu Xian that I found that neither Do Min Joon, who was indifferent and single-minded, nor Li Xuan, who was affectionate and witty, was silly.

I love Dong Jiu's domineering Yuan, and I also love being persistent and single-minded, just because they are neither others nor strangers, but Kim Soo Hyun, my favorite Jin Xiu.

Xian, I love Kim Soo Hyun. I miss Kim Soo Hyun, whom I deeply care about, day and night. Because of him, I love all of them, no matter what role he plays, self-destructive or handsome.

Love, every character makes me laugh and cry to the extreme, just because he is Kim Soo Hyun, where would they come from without him! So I love him! ! !

Kim Soo Hyun's Chinese name has 23 strokes, Chinese has 16 strokes and English has 10 letters, which are undoubtedly engraved in my heart. I think I'm possessed. I added countless months just to be able to

Enough to see Kim Soo Hyun every time you open the space; I think I'm possessed. Before getting up in the morning and going to bed at night, all I have to do is take a look at the screensaver. I think I'm possessed. Whenever I hear the word Kim Soo Hyun, I always laugh.

I praised all his conversations, diaries and photos; I think I am possessed. My friends in QQ are all because I know Kim Soo Hyun. I think I'm possessed and I like Kim Soo Hyun so much. I have loved Do Min Joon for 400 years.

Unswervingly, I love Li Xuan, and you are the only one who has no regrets. I love Song Sam-dong's dream. I love Jiu because she is silly and loyal to her country ... but I love men who interpret these roles more. His name is Kim Soo Hyun.

6. The male god in my mind refers to how to write a short black hair, thick eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes, a high nose and a small mouth. This is my brother, who is already a junior high school student. Because he not only gets good grades, but also likes to help other students. He doesn't swear or fight, so he can get full marks or first place in the final exam every year. Every year, I can take home various awards such as "Good Student at School", "Gold, Silver and Bronze Award for Reading" and "Three Good Students".

There is a classmate in my brother's class who is very upset because his composition level has not improved. After learning this, my brother decided to help that classmate write a good composition. Every day after school, my brother packs his schoolbag. What he most wants to go to is not his own home, but his classmates' home to make up his composition. Every night, my brother gets home at 9: 30 and starts doing his homework. Many things happen. With the help of his brother, the student's composition level has been improved obviously.

7. Composition My male god loves him about his father. He is a doctor. He works hard, but his income is very small.

He is wearing a pair of short-sighted glasses, of medium build, neither tall nor low. He is best at information, but he is not an information teacher. He often reminds me not to be proud when I succeed; When I fail, he often tells me not to be discouraged. He is my father.

He likes reading books, listening to good music and watching some historical TV, which is a bit puzzling. He works late every night and goes to bed at the latest in the early hours. He is very tired, he has to undertake many things with his mother, and he is the head of the family. White hair has grown on his head, but he is not yet forty years old. I thought it was a natural phenomenon before, but I was wrong, because my father worked too hard and didn't have enough rest, so he grew white hair.

In my heart, my father is tall, he is a real man, facing many hardships, he will start from scratch, he is not afraid of suffering, as long as it is difficult, it will turn to ashes in front of him and become no longer difficult!

Dad, I love you!

8. The composition of the first grade is my male god. Goddess's composition is 300 words, my teacher in mind.

The teacher is a bright light in the dark, guiding us forward. The teacher is a gardener who cultivates us diligently. The teacher is a small candle, which illuminates us and burns ourselves. Teachers are indispensable roles in our lives. Let me talk about my teacher.

The teacher in my mind has a pair of warm hands that care for us when we first enter the school. We fell down, and the teacher helped us up with his hands, encouraging us to get up strong after falling down and bravely advance in difficulties, so I learned to be strong and not give up.

My teacher has a pair of bright eyes, which can talk. When we made a mistake and waited anxiously for the teacher's criticism, the teacher's eyes were not harsh or fierce, but tolerant and kind, so I learned to be strict with myself and be lenient with others.

The teacher in my mind has a magical mouth, and her words are gentle and cultured. However, I like to hear the teacher say, "OK!" When we finish one thing and finish our homework, the teacher will say, "Good!" " "Simple words gave us confidence and hope, so I learned to encourage others.

My idea of a teacher. .

In a word, my teacher is great. He taught me a lot. Teachers impart knowledge to us and care about us like parents, but they learn more about being a man from teachers. The image of teachers in our minds is always tall!