Write a composition according to the desk and stool.

1. Write an 800-word composition on the desk and bench.

Time flies, doesn't it?

Unconsciously, we grew up. The growing bits and pieces are painted a color.

Picture scroll, the years of growth are like the sea, revealing some mysteries in the vast smoke, but never seeing its other side; The years of growing up are like a series of footprints. Although deep and shallow, they have been extending forward.

Once upon a time, we were so carefree, whether in the sun or in the biting cold wind, we would play with our partners, even if it was full.

My face is muddy and dirty, and I still have a smile on my face, and I don't care about other people's eyes. We just smiled naively and fantasized.

Fantasize about what? Dreaming of growing up. Think long-term

When we grow up, we can be more unrestrained and laugh more freely, but what about growing up? We laugh less and less, and we have less and less.

Various expectations * * *. Because when we grow up, we have a lot to learn. We should learn to bear it, learn to be responsible, and be busy for our own tomorrow every day, almost mechanically studying, taking exams, and studying over and over again.

Exam.

However, life tells us that we have no choice. Know that there are bumps and thorns on the road to growth, and know that there are storms and ice and snow in the years of growth. But I'm still strong

Keep going, because not far away, there is something that shows us tomorrow and hope, which makes us really find the motivation to move forward, strengthens our confidence and challenges all our courage.

Time has diluted our innocence and playfulness, but it has given us strength and depth. Therefore, we no longer lament the dullness of the years, but I have learned to understand and love life.

Learn to understand this road to your destination. As a result, we are more enthusiastic about this almost unremarkable time and less indifferent. -That's growth.

Stop at the midway station,

In retrospect, it is still vivid. The past is like a song, and every beating note exudes feelings; The past is like a necklace, huge and clear,

Carrying great dreams; The past is like a big tree, and every green leaf records every effort.

We grow and experience in sadness and happiness, dreams and reality.

Write a composition mainly with chalk, desk, chair and broom. A white pillar constitutes chalk. Chalk is a very common thing, but there is no shortage of chalk in the classroom. It sacrificed itself and made 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!

3. Take classrooms, desks and chairs as the protagonists. Write a composition of 200 words. A long time ago, there was a desk and a chair in the classroom of the school.

With this kind of desk and chair, the classroom is always noisy. One day, the table magically said to the chair, "short wax gourd!" " You always push me out of the room! You are too fat, change to lose weight! "The chair changed a smile and said," You are not fat. What does it have to do with me? " The table said angrily, "You are fat anyway!" Say that finish, went to bed.

The chair went somewhere else by itself and didn't care about the table anymore. The next day, the table woke up and found that the chair had disappeared without a trace, thinking: I said but left.

A few days later, some students came to the classroom to do their homework. Because there were too many people, I went to the desk without a chair to do my homework. I was so angry that I left because my feet hurt.

Desks really want students to do their homework like other desks. So, go find a chair, apologize and make up! Finally, the table understands that it can't be done by itself, and it needs to be combined with the chair to give full play to its talents.

This story tells us that the power of unity is far greater than the sum of the two independent forces.

4. Write an imaginary composition on the topic of desk, chair and computer. Late one night, there was a chirp in the study. Listen carefully, it turned out to be a table, a chair and a computer, talking.

The table sighed and said angrily, "Young Master doesn't love me at all. He doodles on me all day and sometimes on my clothes. My beautiful green coat is in tatters. Putting a heavy dictionary on it makes me breathless. "

The chair patted the shoulder of the table and said, "Boss, don't say anything. When young master writes, he always tilts my feet, shakes the other two feet to the ground and uses me as a rocking chair, which makes my legs almost broken. " With that schoolbag, I'm going to collapse.

The computer said sadly, "Do you think young master loves me? That's not true. He is slow in doing his homework. He didn't finish it until eight or nine in the evening. He played with me as soon as he finished his homework, which made me work hard and let me sleep less. And he played with me while eating snacks and got my keyboard dirty. "

They talked for a long time and finally came to the conclusion that children must take good care of things around them.

Write a composition mainly with chalk, desk, chair and broom. A white pillar constitutes chalk.

Chalk is a very common thing, but there is no shortage of chalk in the classroom. It sacrificed itself and made 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; What would you do without candles? Chalk is a very common thing, and I want to be as obscure and selfless as chalk.

6. Tables and chairs for the third grade composition. During the break of a story of 200 words, I came back from the bathroom and prepared the books and learning tools needed for the next class. I just want to play with my friends. I overheard a faint voice. Listen carefully, it's actually the table and stool talking! Curiosity drove me to find the answer.

The table sighed and said in his hoarse voice, "Hey, Brother Stool, you don't know how bitter I am!" ! As long as young master is free every day, he scribbles on me, making my face almost a big cat. Young master often peels off my beautiful green clothes (paint) with a steel ruler, and then writes on my skin, standing upright, using my clean face as toilet paper, and standing upright on my face has become the laughing stock of other brothers! Alas! I really can't stand it! "After listening to the people on the table, Brother Stool also sighed and said," Dude! I began to think that only I would encounter such bad luck, but I didn't expect you to be as miserable as me! Our stools are for people to sit on, but not for schoolbags. The master's schoolbag is full every day. If it doesn't fit in your stomach, put a heavy schoolbag on my waist. Even if you bear such a heavy weight every day, you can't support it. "After listening to the stool, the table felt the same way and sent out a feeling:" When can humans be kind to us? We are indispensable things in human life. "

A table found me and shouted, "Isn't that your master?" Hit her! Get rid of it! "The table and stool rushed at me together. I shouted, "No!" On the verge of hitting me, suddenly someone patted me. When I opened my eyes, it was my mother. It was a dream! I thought about my dream just now and meditated for a long time.

7. How to write a composition on a desk and chair on a dead night? The classroom was silent.

At this time, the table and chair quietly started a dialogue. Brother Chair said to Brother Table, "Brother, how about young master treating you first?" Cousin sighed and said, "Oh, don't mention it. Young master scribbled on my face and carved my name with a knife, which made my face scarred! " "The younger brother in the chair also said sadly," Me too. It's hard enough for me to carry my master behind my back. Master also made me squeak, and now my feet are broken. It really hurts! "Their conversation was heard by the neighbors, and they said sympathetically," You two are poor. Our host loves us very much. You see, our host dresses us up beautifully, cleans our bodies and never doodles on our faces. How happy we are! "The elder brother of the chair and the elder brother of the table said noisily: How does the young master manage them? On Monday morning, their little master came to class. As soon as he sat in the chair, it broke with a bang and the owner fell down on all fours. There is also a big hole in the desk where the schoolbag is placed. The students all laughed when they saw it. The young master's face turned red when he brushed it, and he couldn't wait to find a hole to get into.

From then on, the young master took a clean rag every day, carefully wiped the table and repaired the chair before class, and never scribbled again. This story tells us that we should cherish what we have.

8. The composition table and chair are not in harmony. One day, the host put a bunch of flowers on the table, and the table proudly showed off to the chair: "What beautiful flowers!" " The chair shouted unconvinced: "This was originally given to me by my master, but it was only temporarily put in your place. Please return things to their original owners! " The table won't shout from the chair, "I have flowers, you can't take them away."

The next day, when they all woke up, they began to argue about who these flowers should belong to. "Return things to their original owners quickly!" The chair kept rattling.

"My master gave it to me. You can't take it away. " In a muffled voice, the table said with a fork in the waist.

Hearing their quarrel, the host came over and said with a smile, "The table with flowers looks beautiful, but the chair can make people sit down and enjoy it slowly." You are both very useful! " After listening to the teacher's words, the tables and chairs blushed and never quarreled again.

9. Table and stool Writing a composition on the blackboard and chalk arguing in the classroom Fourth grade | Imagine 900 words "Ding, Ding" The students walked home at a brisk pace after school.

Look, in that empty classroom, there is a chirping voice again. It turns out that everyone in the classroom is quarrelling! First of all, the table began to talk: "Alas, the recent days are getting worse every day. My little master made me dirty all day and stuffed garbage into my mouth. Too much! " ""Come on, "the trash can said piteously." They always throw rubbish at me, which hurts like hell. The milk in my mouth always stinks. It's really hard to meet people. What a pity! "The chair began to worry, too, and said," Yes, the young master put a sticker on me, tore it and stuck it, which damaged my beautiful cortex! """Stop arguing and look at me!" The broom said with a painful expression, "They fight with me every day and break my legs and feet. Too painful! " Say that finish, she began to cry.

The classroom is full of noise. Suddenly, I don't know who said a word: "It's better to tell the young master about our pain and let them take care of us!" " "Before he finished, everyone looked around. It turned out that the eraser in the blackboard slot was talking.

"But what do we use to convey it?" The table said awkwardly. Just as everyone was arguing about this problem, the blackboard said loudly, "This problem is easy to handle, just give it to me and chalk!" " "Everyone said with a smile," great! We can live a good life now! " The next day, the students came to school as usual, facing the cool breeze in the morning.

As soon as I entered the classroom, I saw a few lines on the blackboard at a glance, which only read: proposal dear little master: hello! Do you feel comfortable when you walk into our bright classroom for class? When you gain knowledge, will you think of the desks and chairs we serve you? Guess what? Some students dirty our bodies, break our arms and let us smell stinking garbage. How painful! They base their happiness on the suffering of others. Do you think this is a good idea? We sincerely hope that you can take good care of our friends who serve you! In this way, we can not only have a clean face, a beautiful coat and a dignified appearance, but also provide you with a good learning environment and help you by being a good civilized student.

Can you accept our suggestion? Thank you for reading! Good health! Learn and progress! Friends and classmates in the classroom couldn't help blushing after reading it. Everyone unanimously decided to get rid of this bad habit.

After a period of hard work, the classroom is no longer a pile of garbage, but clean; The tables and chairs are no longer crooked, but neat. Friends who have this bad habit, after reading this story, do you also want to change it? .

10. The fairy tale of chalk, desk, broom and chair, with a depth of more than 300 words, 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 knew that they were wrong and were speechless. "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 each class, 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 you expectantly and said, after listening to chalk, everyone stopped arguing and the atmosphere was relaxed and happy.

Father Moon smiled happily.