Good sentences and paragraphs describing characters' strengths in primary school students' compositions

When she was angry, two thin red mouths tilted slightly, like a ripe cherry.

Two thin lips are particularly expressive, as if they can be opened at any time to say cadence.

His pale lips, completely bloodless, trembled slightly like two willow leaves, as if he were speechless with anxiety.

Her mouth is chiseled, her teeth are white and her lips are red, and her words are as beautiful as singing.

Those rosy lips, like two open pink petals, are telling one-liners

The child's dexterous little mouth tightly pursed, as if to keep some important secret.

She had to open her mouth and continue breathing, her rosy lips turned purple-blue, and her teeth giggled.

The lips are extremely thin, showing alertness and aura.

There are two small dimples on the corners of the mouth, as beautiful as flowers.

The mouth swells for a while, deflates for a while, and breathes rhythmically.

There is a symmetrical mouth on the face, and the lips are beautiful on the white teeth.

Her lips are tight and her chin is slightly pointed.

Chin is straight, lips are not curved, and teeth are white.

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He stood up, his head tilted slightly upward, his face flushed, his thick lips trembled and he couldn't spit out a word. Really hard to say! I finally burst out with a few words, but suddenly my head swelled a lot, and then I brought out a trembling, out-of-tune voice. Bang, the laughter in the classroom overwhelmed everything, and the laughter rushed out of the classroom and rushed to the clouds. He bowed his head, his face was purple, his lips were thick, and he smiled with a hint of pain. His weak smile, like a movie, is repeated over and over in my mind.

Under his tall nose, there is a small and clever mouth. Usually, I always smile. If I get angry, my lips will become warped. At this time, everyone jokingly said, "You can really hang two oil bottles!" "

That small mouth contains her rich expressions: when you are happy, tilt your lips; Make a face; When you are angry, you can catch a small oil pan by pouting. What comes out of this mouth can sometimes make others choke with anger, but sometimes it makes people laugh.

A round face with big eyes and thin lips, a wide smile, a narrow mouth and a pair of small dimples, are really cute. If anyone makes him angry, he will stare big eyes and hang a big oil bottle with his mouth up. However, he seldom gets angry.

His mouth was slightly upturned, and he seemed to be laughing when he was meditating; Climbing from the corner of his mouth to his cheek seems to show his optimistic and open-minded nature; Two thin lips, especially rich, seem ready to open and say something cadence.

I have been a sister for more than ten years. I don't blame my mother, but God has arranged such a sister for me. In fact, my sister is very cute, with a pair of big eyes and a clever mouth, and her words are sweet to the bottom of my heart. As soon as she saw the adults, she kept calling "uncle" and "aunt", which made people happy and said, "This child has a sweet mouth." But for me, I always scream, "I don't care about you."

People say that people with thin lips can talk, but Mr. Zhang has a pair of thick lips, which are often blown dry by the wind in winter. Generate's words from these thick lips are always so warm, vivid and smooth, like a seeder that never rusts, constantly sowing the seeds of ideals and knowledge in students' hearts; It is like a big broom, sweeping the dust in students' hearts mercilessly.

On the left of the old mother, there is a beautiful and dignified girl reclining in a chair. She has beautiful blonde hair and a big braid on her back. A black skirt sets off her white and soft face, with beautiful lips slightly open and corners of her mouth slightly downward, revealing a worried look.

My Deskmate

She is tall and nothing special, but she has a heart of gold. She is my deskmate-Li Yan.

On the second day of this semester, the teacher asked me to sit at the same table with her. At first, I didn't care. A young girl can't be as masculine as me.

The next day, after school in the afternoon, I accidentally lost my Chinese book because I was playing on the playground. I'm as anxious as a cat on hot bricks, because one third of this semester is Chinese class, and now I've lost my Chinese book. what can I do?

In the morning reading class, I stood in front of the desk and stared at the blackboard. At this time, the deskmate seemed to find something, extended a hand of friendship and asked with concern, "What's the matter?" Go ahead. A hard man, shame! Why didn't you tell me? I'm bored again. Forget it! As a member of the brigade, she should report her thoughts: "Nothing, I lost my Chinese book!" " "Nothing?" The other party showed a surprised expression. Then, she picked up the textbook and put it down again and again. God knows what medicine is sold in the gourd. She hesitated for a moment and handed me the book: "Here you are. Don't be all hands and feet in the future. " What, give it to me? I can't believe my ears. I am a young girl who once looked down on me, and I can actually say this sentence. "What ... what, give it to me, what can you do ...?" It took me a long time to stammer out a few words. ""Never mind, I have an idea. " "What about today?" "Then watch it together." So we began to study hard early.

After the last class, I slipped the book into her bag. However, when I got home and opened my schoolbag, my Chinese book was lying neatly inside, and my eyes were wet.

She was reading an old book early the next day. When I opened the old book after class, I saw that the cover had been torn off, the upper corner of the page turned inward, the spine line was broken, and two pages were missing. After class, I exchanged my new book with her, but she didn't agree.

At noon, I found her copying things on the table. Strange, there is no homework in the morning? She does all kinds of things. I'll walk over there, yeah! She is copying two lost texts there. She read a sentence from the book and copied it on a page-sized white paper. What came into my ears was the sound of rustling writing, and what appeared in front of my eyes was neat and delicate words. She was tired, shook her arm, and then absorbed in copying. I was a little embarrassed and decided to make a copy, but she politely declined. After copying, she took out the paste and glued the paper on, and it took a lot of effort to sew it up.

"Jingle bells ..." When the class began, she picked up old books and listened carefully. immediately