Who will give me a 200-word composition book?

1 Very thoughtful. I like it: I want to say to my parents, stop arguing, it will affect my study. I want to say to Santa Claus, give me a big chocolate and a dancing doll next time. I want to say to myself, be careful in class and do better in the exam. I also want to tell people all over the world that we should not litter, but protect the environment. Otherwise, we humans will be extinct ... what I want to achieve most is to have a pair of wings. If I had a pair of wings, I would help farmers pick apples and pears for them to eat in autumn. I want to take the injured bird back to its nest so that it won't worry the mother bird. I will also help people who want to fly, put them in the sky and let them see birds flying freely. These are my heartfelt words, and I will try my best to realize them.

Speak from the heart and write 200 words.

The first article: Speak from the heart

Teacher Fan, the new semester is coming, and you have made a lot of progress according to your classmates' requirements. Your lecture is humorous with a kind smile on your face, which we all like to hear. Although you occasionally lose your temper, I know that you are teaching us to make progress step by step and break through ourselves. You praised and encouraged my good composition. If I get good grades in the future, I will quote the words of Mongolian: "I don't want to discuss the philosophy that shines on you more than blue, but I only know that without blue, I can't refine green." Teacher Fan, you taught me for a while, and the teacher's kindness is forever! Not only you, but also Mr. Liu from kindergarten and Mr. Cheng from Grade One. ...

All the teachers who have taught me have teachers. Learning is like playing PSP, a book is a monster, waiting for you to attack. Primary school, middle school and university all need our own efforts to finally defeat Guan Di Johnson, and you are a successful person.

Rule number two: tell mom what's on your mind.

Today, I'm going to give you what I've been holding in my heart for a long time. Please don't get angry.

Mom, to be honest, I am more tired than going to school in summer vacation. You always keep me studying and studying. Math, English, composition, calligraphy-all occupy my carefree play time, and even watching TV is restricted by you. I remember once, I sat on the sofa and turned on the TV to relax after finishing four pages of study questions. Hearing the noise, he immediately came in and turned off the TV and said, "It's time to practice English listening. You should study hard now and be admitted to a famous university in the future ... "So, I was forced into my room again, listening to the deafening English, just like the Tang Priest chanting a spell to the Monkey King. My head really hurts. Mom, is it worth going to college? You always tell me how hard you work at school and how good your grades are ... mom, are you the only one who has been admitted to college? Isn't there anyone better than you who is admitted to graduate school and doctor's degree? Why not compare with them, but with me, a pupil?

Mom, I know that I will always be a child in your eyes, and sometimes your promise makes me lose face, you know? On my birthday, you promised to come back at night and buy me a big birthday cake. That day, I have been immersed in happiness. Learning anything is interesting. In the evening, I made an appointment with some good friends to share my happiness. But we waited and waited, and you came back empty-handed. In the face of my friend's disappointment, I feel ashamed and can't wait to find a crack in the ground. Mom, how could you forget the story you told me about Ceng Zi killing pigs? You often tell me to be honest and trustworthy, but how can you break your word? Can adults fool children at will?

Mom, although you have many mistakes to do, many of your advantages have benefited me for life. I thank you from the bottom of my heart and respect you-my good mother.

Rule number three: I tell my mother the truth.

I have a lot to say to you, but I dare not say it in front of you. Now, I finally have the courage to tell you! Mom. Let me get it off my chest!

Once, I was doing a "winter vacation handwritten newspaper". Halfway through, you came in and said, "Hurry up! Hurry up! Otherwise I won't let you do it! " I replied impatiently: "I know! I know! This sentence, my ears are getting calluses! " You are nagging loudly again. I was almost finished when you suddenly walked in and said, "Hurry up!" As a result, I was shocked and my words were crooked.

Mom, I know you want me to remember that an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, and an inch of money can't buy an inch of time.

I remember the final exam last semester. I didn't do well in Chinese. When you asked me about my grades, after I bowed my head and told you, you didn't scold me, but encouraged me not to be discouraged. Mom, I will definitely study hard in the future.

Mom, I finally opened my heart and told you what I was thinking! Mom, I won't dawdle any more. You are my great mother. Without your careful care and your teaching, there would be no healthy and happy me today. I will study hard and live up to your expectations!

Chapter Four: Speak from the Heart

In my heart, there is an unknown secret buried. Can you guess? How come? You can't guess! The secret is not limited to space exploration. Let me tell you something. This is what I've always wanted to say to Mr. Chen, and I finally got a chance to express it today.

I want to say to the amiable teacher Chen. Thank you for your years of teaching. Under your careful cultivation, the former "saplings" have grown into "towering trees". Remember last time? We can't remember the words in China gardens. As long as you say you want to dictate, we can recite them. It is your encouragement that makes our Chinese grades improve step by step. What makes me more happy is that your lecture is wonderful. Much more interesting than before, often making us laugh. From your class, we realized the fun of learning! Finally, please allow me to make a small suggestion: please tolerate those students who are slow in progress and give him/her more encouragement in class.

Every child is a flower under the motherland and needs the careful cultivation and care of the gardener. Under the hot irradiation, these flowers have dried up and lost their former beauty. It is you who brought a rain, and it is the beauty of flowers!

Article 5: I speak my mind to the teacher.

Teacher, I want to talk to you from the bottom of my heart: Teacher, your voice is very nice and the class is very lively. I like your class very much. Teacher, you come to school early and come home late every morning. You have worked hard. Every time the teacher sees you attend class in spite of illness, your spirit is still so devoted and your attitude is still so serious So the students who usually don't pay attention to the lecture in class seem to be a different person today. They are listening attentively to the teacher's lecture, and there are many more people raising their hands in the classroom than before! The podium is so harmonious and active!

The teacher's every move reminds me of my mother. Even if she is ill in bed and comes home from school, she will prepare steaming meals. Teachers, like their mothers, don't want to miss a class, which is a selfless dedication. At this moment, I want to pour a cup of hot water for the teacher to moisten your voice. How I want to bring a chair so that you can sit down and rest; How I want to become a lark and ease your pain with a crisp and pleasant song. Teacher, I will listen carefully in class, study hard, make progress every day and try to be a good student.

Chapter 6: Speaking from the Heart

Everyone has his own ideas, and I am no exception. Today I'm going to talk about what I said to grandpa.

"Ding Lingling, Ding Lingling ..." Every time I open my eyes because of the alarm clock, a lion growls in my ear: "Get up quickly! Get up! " I was shocked, and it took me a while to wake up and answer, "I know!" " "I just got dressed when my grandfather yelled again," Come and eat! ""I said helplessly, "wait a minute! Wait a minute! "When eating, grandpa yelled at the lion again:" Hurry up, it's slow! " "Listen to grandpa, I accelerated the speed of eating. Unexpectedly, some of them fell out. I thought to myself: forget it, forget it, eat quickly or grandpa will yell again. Unexpectedly, grandpa shouted again: "Eat slowly, the rice has fallen out ..." I replied helplessly: "I know! "

I want to say: thank you, grandpa, but you know what? I'm like a caged bird now. I hope you can give me some freedom.

Grandpa, would you please stop urging me and complaining about me every day?