What kind of guests write compositions?

1. What kind of guests will come home? How to write a composition of not less than 300 words? We often have guests in our family, and we always treat them warmly.

First pour the guest a cup of tea, then bring the guest fruit to eat, and then chat with the guest. These are my parents' guests. If it is my invited classmate, I can't wait to pour juice for the children and then play games with my classmates, because only in this way can we see our hospitality.

If it is grandparents, we will pour him (her) a glass of juice and give them an ice cream. My grandparents praised me as a good boy. Just now, Teacher Zhang took us to play a game of visiting patients. We arranged for one classmate to be a patient and the rest to be patients. As a result, I am a patient and they are visiting classmates. We started playing games, and suddenly I got sick. I was lying alone in the hospital bed. I said, "I'm so lonely! I wish someone would visit me! " The words sound just fell and a nurse pushed the door open, followed by several classmates. They came to see me with flowers and fruits, and I felt much better at once. Through this activity, I know how to entertain guests and visit patients.

2. How to write a composition for entertaining guests? My big cousin came all the way to Nanchang, and as soon as he entered the door, he said, "Nanchang has changed so much that I don't even know the way!" " When a big cousin comes home, it's like a big girl getting into a sedan chair-the first time, a new guest, a rare guest! Mother's face is radiant. First, serve tea, kill chickens and ducks, and then accompany her to eat, drink, and laugh, and the house is steaming, just like the New Year. Before the guests got off the table, mom said she would take them to the street. She "lost weight" before others were full. Nanchang people are really "enthusiastic"!

~ ~ ~ ~ Go to Baisong Lane and say, "Wow!" The big cousin said, "Baisong Lane is really beautiful now! It is wider than Zhongshan Road, no wonder it is called Baisong Road! " Yes, the original pine and cypress alley is really old shoes stepping on shit-I can't lift it! Lohan streaked all over the street, sitting at the intersection and throwing poker; A group of people are watching, standing on tiptoe to see each other, their mouths pulled down, struggling to help refuel; The ground is full of potholes and snail shells; Mobile vendors carry wide door panels to set up stalls on the road; Late at night, there was the sound of shovels knocking on the pot. Now, Baisong Lane has become carefree and beautiful, with colored uranium tiles on the roadside; The vigorous pines and cypresses whisper in the autumn wind; The shops on the roadside are orderly, and the shelves are full of dazzling goods; The newly renovated Roy Building in the east is resplendent and magnificent, just like a castle and dragon palace on the East China Sea ... We haven't seen enough of Baisong Lane, so we came to Wal-Mart. It is said that foreign businessmen have invested billions here, and the Bayi Cultural Square is in front. Five-star hotels and presidential suites are still under construction; The memorial tower in the middle was heightened and decorated. I think that if US President George W. Bush comes to Nanchang, he will be stunned if he is not careful! Crystal glass is installed in the south of Wal-Mart, and the lights shine at night, giving off extraordinary splendour, just like Wall Street in the United States seen in the picture book, dazzling and beautiful. The first floor of the supermarket is a famous street. Nanchang people are rich now. Once new shopping malls and restaurants are opened, there will be an endless stream of people coming to spend. Mom couldn't help but join in the fun and bought my cousin a repeater and a "Li Ning" sportswear, saying that the discount was cheap! When I went out, it was raining in Mao Mao and landed on my cousin's new Li Ning suit. Cousin was reluctant and heartbroken, and kept wiping off the rain with her hands. When I came to KFC, there were so many people here that I had to wait in line for a place, and the line went all the way to the street. My cousin is like a monk in a small temple-he has never seen Daxiang and said in surprise, "So many people don't want to make big money?" "Nanchang people have money and are willing to eat. The turnover of the opening day here broke the world record! " Mom introduced and brought two barrels of "family photos". My cousin ate it for the first time, enjoyed it very much, worked hard and had no time to talk. Mom took some photos of him. When I developed them, my cousin's face was bulging and there were several "KFC" inside! Time flies, and the new guests will go back soon. When leaving, my cousin reluctantly said, "Nanchang has become really good!" " Better than Shenzhen! "Of course, it is the good policies of reform and opening up and garden city construction that have brought earth-shaking changes to Nanchang, brought new guests to our family and brought us a new feeling of exultation and warmth. ...

3. Write a Chinese composition about the guests. The writer has guests.

Early in the morning, I was awakened by a burst of firecrackers, put on new clothes and pants to welcome the arrival of Chinese New Year guests!

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong" menstrual family came. My mother greeted them warmly and greeted each other with a happy new year. My brother and I both got a lucky money bag. Soon, my uncle's family and grandma came. I quickly helped grandma into the house. There were two old bags inside. Ha ha! Get rich! Mother is pouring water to make tea. She is very enthusiastic!

Dinner was ready, and the smell filled the kitchen and soon drifted to the restaurant. There is a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner on the dining table, which makes people drool. There is a fish in the middle of the table, which means there is a "surplus" every year. Sam sun soup is steaming. Hairy crabs are delicious. I made the spring rolls myself, and they taste even better. Looking at these delicious dishes, I can't help drooling. It's a pity that the guests are not seated yet, so I have to put up with it.

The guests gathered around the dining table, and you asked me to let them sit down one by one. The holiday dinner began. Grandma took the cup and said with a big smile, "Come, let's get together today and wish you all the best in the Year of the Loong!" We laughed, too, and "bang" ten cups bumped together. Then Dad led us to eat the dish "Carp yue longmen", and everyone said good luck while eating. Uncle poured wine for everyone again and said with a smile, "I'm here to wish you good health!" " With the cheers, the cup touched again. Mom greets: "Come, this pot is wild small yellow croaker, eat more!" " "Everyone has picked up wild small yellow croaker dishes, chew slowly, and constantly sigh" gee ". I took the opportunity to stand up and say, "I wish grandma, uncle, aunt, menstruation and uncle a smooth job, good health, good luck and sunshine every day!" " "good!" Everyone clapped their hands. Menstruation and my uncle also said auspicious words to wish our three readers success. Everyone's chatterboxes are open. Chatting all over the world is enjoyable, and the restaurant is full of festive atmosphere.

After eating and drinking, my brothers and I went downstairs to set off firecrackers. We each held ten bags of "sand cannons" in our hands and threw them at the "enemy". The two brothers hid behind a big tree and shelled each other. I think they didn't take me seriously, so they threw a "sand cannon" at their brothers. "Bang, bang, bang" A series of "bombs" exploded under their feet, scaring them to hide from each other. I smiled proudly when I looked at their embarrassment. ...

While we were having fun, the guests upstairs called our brother to go home. On the first day in the Year of the Loong, it's nice to get together with the guests!

4. My favorite guest composition daquan Spring Festival impression

In this season of less snow and warmer weather, the Spring Festival unconsciously buried the dull days and came face to face. Looking at the newly bought calendar on the wall and counting the days when the last Spring Festival of this century is approaching, I can't help but sigh that the years are rushing and another quiet and busy year has passed.

As the year draws near, the more or less good impressions accumulated in childhood gradually fade away. It is no longer the age of firecrackers, fireworks, jiaozi and lucky money, nor do we expect to grow up by one year and gain more knowledge 10%. The Spring Festival is not so much the happiest time as people suddenly realize that age is getting older and responsibility is at a critical juncture.

Give a general congratulations, say a few auspicious words to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, and write a nostalgic article, which has long lost its elegance. Like a host, talk about this year's major events, feel the past and present, think about the future, just to win the praise of supporters and applaud. If I deceive myself, maybe our expectations are too high. The Spring Festival is just an ordinary day in 365 days of the year. We have injected too much cultural connotation and commercial speculation into it, which makes it particularly heavy. In fact, we might as well treat it with a normal heart, restrain that kind of expectation and agitation, and get some subtle satisfaction outside the programs of eating, drinking, visiting relatives and friends.

Once, the Spring Festival left me many beautiful and unforgettable memories. I think today's children will feel this festive and grand festival as I did in the past. However, different ages have different experiences, perhaps because of their respective personalities and interests. No matter how various media play up the bombing, my actual feelings are always unsatisfactory. Compared with ordinary days, I am much more helpless, tired and heavy. Parents will go, relatives and friends will go, and colleagues will also go when they meet. Matter is always nothing more than eating and drinking. The cliches of congratulations on getting rich, happy New Year and good luck are uncomfortable, but they have to be repeated over and over again. Shopping, solve riddles on the lanterns, gifts, treat, year after year. People are like a top, which whips them around and doesn't even know where the center of gravity is. In such an overwhelming festival, we have to try our best to make ourselves as excited as children, watching the endless evening party and listening to others' laughter, but what we feel is our sleepy eyes, disappointed mood and hungry stomach. I'd rather go to bed at ten o'clock, read for a while, or play cards with my friends as usual. I always feel that on this happy day, I have no interest at all, and even always have a good appetite.

Tradition, culture, history and customs are all man-made products and formulated by our ancestors. We keep copying from generation to generation, evolution makes them brilliant, and network propaganda makes them soar and mutate. It finally restricts ourselves and violates the basic human nature-people long for freedom and happiness. Spring Festival travel rush can be said to be the clearest mirror, from which everyone can see such a tired and negative face. Even a trace of joy.

Yes, we are old and feel the vicissitudes of the world. This year's Spring Festival is copied by next year's Spring Festival. Today's unhappiness may disappear tomorrow Memory filters out the shadows and sadness in everyone's heart, and the rest may be something that can be called beautiful, but once? There is no place for us there. Is illusory. I have to repeat it when I know it is false, and I have to write articles to coax pedestrians and children.

Can't grow old, I'm afraid there is only childhood innocence.

5. How to write a special guest? Today, my classmates came to my home. It's almost evening. I sent him home. When I came back, I found a guest at home. When I looked carefully, it turned out to be my aunt, with my little cousin and my little cousin. I am very happy. My sister was able to walk at the age of two and a half, and limped over to say her brother. She finally spoke, but in Cantonese. Brother 10 month. He can't speak, he can only babble.

My brother's name is An Zai. His teeth are not even long, and his eyes are big and black. My brother has little hair, a little yellow, like a young man. My sister's hair is sparse, but it stands upright, like a crazy lion with yellow hair. He is very picky about food and likes to eat snacks, but she is thin. They have just arrived and are very interested in my home. They play with everything. Slowly, the sky darkened, that is, night fell. As soon as we are full, we will take them out for a walk. My sister pushes her toy stroller and my aunt pushes a real stroller. My sister pushed faster than us, so I stepped forward to stop him, because the road ahead was very big, and such an ignorant child would lose his life. I was like driving a bugatti.

6. How to write a composition when there are guests at home?

Today, my family is very busy because there are a group of new guests at home. But this group of guests is special. They are not ordinary guests, but a group of lovely little goldfish.

You see, the guests are so happy: this little red goldfish is not afraid of life at all, and it vomits several bubbles of different sizes around, indicating that it is happy to meet my new friends. In order to increase the atmosphere of the Spring Festival, she kept swinging her big tail like a fan, as if holding her "Spring Festival Evening Ball".

A little red goldfish with two "bulb eyes" is also very naughty. I saw her surface for a while, breathing the fresh air above, and then sinking into the water, tasting the fish food I prepared for them. From time to time, I put two "bulb eyes" on the wall of the tube and looked at me curiously, as if I really wanted to touch this "monster".

Among so many little red goldfish, there is a timid little red and white goldfish. She is always crowded among her friends, afraid to go out to play alone, as if she were avoiding something. After careful observation, I found that this little goldfish would keep squeezing into the middle of the queue as soon as it approached the fish tank where my turtle climbed. Oh, so she's afraid of crawling! So, I moved the climbing fish tank aside. Sure enough, this little goldfish has become lively again, and it is no longer a "rat fish".

Because it is the Spring Festival, my mother specially bought a red goldfish, wishing our family a happy and safe New Year. Look, the little goldfish is also swinging its tail happily to welcome the Spring Festival!

Our family is very happy today because of the arrival of this group of guests. I hope that in the new year, this group of guests will have a good time and continue to bring joy and good luck to our family.

7. "My Guest" composition 400 words Recently, two new guests came to my house-two little hamsters.

When I first bought them, I racked my brains to name them. My mother looked at my distress and said, "It's just black and white. Let's call them' little black and white'. " These two hamsters are so cute! Their bodies are only as big as egg yolk, curled up like two furry balls, one black and one white, and their black eyes the size of beans are very cute. Every time they sleep, they will drill into thick sawdust, like excavators, so cute! They are also running in the running bucket. For several days, I always hear them running when I sleep.

In my father's words, Xiaohei is lazy and stupid, and Xiaobai is diligent and refined. Why do you say that? Because every time I eat, Xiaohei will lie in the nest and eat slowly, and then sleep after eating; On the other hand, Xiao Bai will eat quickly and jump up and down in the cage after eating. He is not tired at all. Take the last time, for example. Xiaobai somehow ran out of the cage, which caused a carpet search of the whole family. Finally, Dad found Xiaobai under the refrigerator. After putting Xiaobai in the cage, I carefully sealed the cage mouth with transparent tape to prevent it from running out again.

I love my little black and white, because they let me know what responsibility is, and they make my life more colorful!

8. Composition "Guest" The soft "jingle" sound of the doorbell woke Xiao Ming who was sleeping. When I opened the door, there stood an old man outside, white beard and hale and hearty.

At first glance, it's Uncle Wang who lives on the fourth floor. Xiao Ming said hello politely. The old man looked at him affectionately and said, what a good boy. Xiao Ming smiled and looked at Uncle Wang with inquiring eyes. The old man smiled and said, good boy, uncle, go in and talk slowly. Xiaoming let grandpa into the house and poured a cup of hot water for the old man. Unknown so also asked loudly: Uncle, my parents have gone to work. Are you sure you want to see me? The old man coughed gently and said with a smile, good boy, I want to hide. Your aunt Li said that she saw you near my wheelchair last Friday. What, you did something good without leaving your name? Last Friday, Xiao Ming recalled … Oh, yes, it was Dong Zi …

Dong Zi said that the wheelchair used by Uncle Wang to push his wife was broken, and it seemed that the problem was not serious. However, the garage is a little far away, but he hasn't pushed his wife out for a walk for several days, and his children have a bright future abroad. There is no suitable person to help with this modest matter ... Dong Zi, like himself, took a vacation and went crazy in the family area every day. Last week, he saw Uncle Wang go home to buy food and asked, Wang, why haven't you seen your aunt for a few days? Dong Zi said to himself, the next day to see if uncle Wang's wheelchair was in the carport. It is estimated that I was squatting on the ground to check the wheelchair and was seen by Aunt Li passing by. I looked at the tire carefully and turned the wheel by hand. Dong Zi stood up and said, Come on, let's go to the garage to buy something. I asked him at that time, you are not going to repair the car for the old man, are you? Dong Zi said, yes. I'm surprised. I said, don't pull me with such cliches. Only then did the old man know how embarrassing it was to meet, and others thought that * * * was waiting for others to praise him. I won't do that. Dong Zi said, your boy is quite a lot of nonsense, whether to go or not? I said, no. Then I really played ball. ...

The old man is here, and I don't know when he has another beautiful bag in his hand. It looks like chocolate. The old man smiled and said that this was brought back to the old couple by Uncle Qi from abroad. We don't like sweets either, so I brought it to your boy. Go ahead, don't be embarrassed. I quickly waved my hand and said, don't ... before I finished, the old man stuffed chocolate into my hand. The old man said with special emotion: I have lived for so many years, watching several children grow up, thinking that the children now are spoiled, few of them are sensible, and I don't know what the future world will be like. But after you told me what Aunt Li said that day, I thought about it several times before I realized that the dolls were all better, all sissy and just as good in mind. There are always many good people in the world. Hehe, I don't know if you like it or not. When you are old, you will only nag. Uncle will come to my house for dinner tonight, so don't come! I will go back. Your aunt is at home alone. Grandpa said and walked out. I was embarrassed for a while, thinking about how to explain, my uncle had gone out and walked downstairs. I want to take Dong Zi with me at night ... Why do I feel very happy when the old man is happy from the heart? Isn't it old-fashioned to help others repair their cars and give up their seats? ...

Xiao Ming looked at the old man's distant back and fell into deep thinking.

9. Composition "My Guest" 300 words On Sunday, I had guests at home. I get up after seven o'clock. Because there are guests coming to our house today, my mother asked us to get up early. Dad went to the supermarket to buy food and see if there were any drinks or wine. My father doesn't think there will be many children, because those guests are from Shanghai, so my father only bought two bottles of drinks. I bought a few bottles of red wine-old wine-and it took my father half an hour to go shopping in the supermarket. I think it is very slow. We cleaned at home to prepare for the arrival of the guests. Just after the guests came to our house. The guests are chatting in the living room. I'm doing my homework in my room and closing the door. We should chat loudly for the guests.

At noon, I thought it was time to eat. Can I invite my mother to dinner? My mother told me that my father still has a few friends who haven't arrived and can't eat. I spat out my tongue and asked my mother how many guests we had at home today. My mother told me that there were more than a dozen guests. I am shocked that there are more and more guests at home today, hehe-12 All the guests are here, and dinner is served. Guests, large and small, gathered around a big table, especially the small guests, making a noise and chattering like sparrows.

After lunch, the guests played cards in our house, and I also played with those little guests. After 4 o'clock, I saw my mother cooking dinner again, and I felt that my mother was very hard. After dinner, the guests chatted at home for a while and their father took them to the hotel to sleep. My house is quiet again.