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Brief descriptions of 400 authors in the composition

1. Primary school composition with introduction description (400 words) I love my deskmate.

My deskmate Dong Kaixuan is really interesting. He has a flat head, big blinking eyes, a small flat nose, a closed mouth and a lock of black hair that sticks to his forehead when he smiles. I fell in love with him the first day I sat with him. (The object of narration is introduced at the beginning. Write the appearance of the characters and grasp the feature of "fun". The appearance description at the beginning is related to the three aspects of the "deskmate" character described below. When learning to write a composition, you should be careful not to write an appearance for the sake of writing an appearance. )

My deskmate is very competitive. (This paper uses the method of classified narration to write deskmate from three aspects. The first point in writing this paragraph: competitiveness. "Aggressiveness" is manifested in the description of the characters' demeanor. Write unhappy and jealous expressions first: pouting and glaring. ) I got 98 points in Chinese a few days ago. How is he? 97 points. He was very unhappy, pursed his lips and took my test paper, and looked at it carefully ... I was wondering, when he suddenly burst out laughing like discovering a new continent, blinked at me, ran to the squadron leader, dragged the squadron leader "please", clicked a word on the test paper with his hand, and gloated (write the expression of hoping to win the opponent again:) and said to the squadron leader: "Look," White jade is precious! The squadron leader looked at it carefully, pointed to Dong Kaixuan's head and said, "What are you yelling at? What's wrong? " Dong Kaixuan glared at the squadron leader, proudly took the paper and read: "White jade is precious" ... huh? The word' jade' was wrong just now. How is it now? "He kept his head straight, (finally he wrote the expression of defeat: keep his head straight and nod. Write a language that suits your identity, occasion, etc. , "Take a good test ... by your own efforts! "Can be deleted. ) The joy just now suddenly disappeared without a trace. I saw his pathetic appearance and immediately took his hand and said, "Never mind, I will do better in the next exam. Do well in the exam, not by finding fault with others, but by your own efforts! " He looked at me and nodded firmly. ("Sincerely" and the comma in front should also be deleted accordingly. )

My deskmate is still a little confused-follow the trend. (Write the second point of this paragraph: confused. Writing "confusion" is also reflected in the expression description. First, write his self-admiring manner: swaggering, triumphant, holding his chest high, walking quickly and talking loudly. ) This morning, he put perfume on his face and oil on his hair, and swaggered into the classroom. Teacher Wang, who was standing on the edge of the platform, smelled the fragrance of him and called him over. Dong Kaixuan held out his chest, feeling beautiful, and walked proudly to the teacher. Teacher Wang deliberately asked him, "Dong Kaixuan, why do you smell so good?" Thinking that the teacher wanted to praise him, he raised his head more proudly and said loudly, "I put on some perfume and hair oil!" " The language of the characters, from tone, intonation to sentence patterns, is consistent with the description of the characters' demeanor, which embodies Dong Kaixuan's self-appreciation. The teacher looked at him, angry and funny, and said to him, "Dong Kaixuan, wearing perfume and hair oil is really not beautiful! Think about what beauty is, and we will discuss it together tomorrow. " Dong Kaixuan rubbed his nose like a kitten who had just woken up, and slipped to his seat to grab his hair. Write his embarrassed and ashamed expression again: rubbing his nose and scratching his hair. It seems that this can catch hair oil and perfume. Write the third point in the following three paragraphs: love to hit people and love to play. )

My deskmate likes hitting people. I've only been sitting with him for two weeks, and he hit me a dozen times. Teacher Wang found out and asked us seriously, "Dong Kaixuan, what will you do if you hit Grain Rain again?" Dong Kaixuan blinked and blurted out: "That's easy, just ask him to call me back three times!" That is to say, within three days, he made another old habit.

In the self-study class, he quickly finished his homework and had nothing to do. He studied Song Wu in the TV Song Wu, and "beat" my leg with his hand, which made me cry. He panicked and stuck out his tongue and said, "I'm sorry, my dear Grain Rain." Keep rubbing my legs. Seeing him like this, my anger subsided and I immediately said, "Never mind, never mind." A character's unshakable character is also expressed through expression. For example, he used "sticking out his tongue" to express his panic after knowing that he had made another mistake, and "stupid" to describe his willingness to correct his mistake. )

However, Dong Kaixuan was still very sorry and said foolishly: (The expression, language and actions after the apology all showed Dong Kaixuan's straightforward character of correcting mistakes. ) "Call me back!" I'm not playing! When I wasn't looking, he suddenly grabbed my hand and hit himself in the leg with my hand. The language and actions of the characters are in line with the content of the dialogue between Mr. Wang and "we", so it is reasonable to write down the process of "coming back" in detail. ) "ouch!" He let out a cry and immediately laughed. He probably thought he had punished himself. I can't help laughing at his stupid way of correcting his mistakes.

My deskmate Dong Kaixuan is naughty, cute and silly. He is so stupid that everyone will like him, really! On the basis of the above three aspects, summarize the personality characteristics of the characters and express their friendly feelings. )

2. A 400-word artist who describes the composition of characters from the front and side.

One day my father and I went to his colleague's house, and I haven't met his colleague yet!

I was shocked when I entered the room. His house is over 90 square meters. The surroundings are spotless, and some famous calligraphy and painting are hung. I thought, "This uncle must be a very rich and clean artist".

Dad and I walked around again. We went to the study, and a big bookcase was filled with trophies and medals. There are many famous poems, classical books and four classical novels on the bookshelf. There are also some ancient musical instruments and so on. I thought, "Uncle must be a very powerful person, a person who is proficient in elegance, chess, calligraphy and painting."

Dad said, "We should go, too." My father and I went out of the gate, and I watched this land for a long time.

3. Write an introduction article, about 400 words, highlighting a person's quality and using an unforgettable old man.

That midsummer, dog days. Everything is stifling, the bus is packed like a sardine can, and it is full, and the air is full of sweat and human body odor, which is dazzling. Suddenly, the bus stopped and the people inside were thrown to the front by inertia. The back door opened, and an old man in rags came along with a leather bag on his back, smelling bad. People don't seem to want to go near him, and even I don't want to step back. The car started again. It seems that the bumps along the way are quite severe, which may be due to the smell or the body. When the driver braked suddenly, a man spit it out with a "wow". The soil mixed with peculiar smell made people frown, but it was hard to say anything, so they all stepped back. So, in this crowded carriage, only the old man and the man who vomited were left, and there was a small clearing next to it. Bang, the bus arrived at the station, and people scrambled to get off as if they were liberated. I followed the crowd out of the car and suddenly turned around to see the old man still cleaning up the vomit in the car. I was a little curious, got on the bus again, walked beside him, squatted down and asked, "Grandpa, everyone has left, why don't you tidy up this thing?" The old man gave me a look and gave me a friendly smile. "Baby, this thing is dirty. Someone has to clean it up. You push me, but we can't pass ... "

The old man's words still ring in my ears: "honey, this thing is dirty, and someone has to clean it up." You push me, but we can't pass ... "

Absolutely original, word for word typing, hope to adopt. ...

4. Write a composition with 300 words, 400 words and 500 words describing the front and side of the characters. I like rain and rain, because it is crystal clear and moistens the earth, but I prefer summer rain, whistling and intimacy. It is combined with the wind and an invisible force, just like a soldier, never afraid of any difficulties.

In summer, the sun always puts photos. The air is full of hot ghosts, and people who make fun of them make people sweat, even upset. Until it rains, I think there will always be an unspeakable feeling, which makes me feel suddenly relaxed, just like sitting at home and watching some thunder and lightning split the sky. Dark clouds immediately covered the sun and the sky, and then a thunderstorm began at the beginning of the symphony ensemble.

"boomed! Vigorous! " The scary thing is, crazy. Let me go. Let me go. It is not two drops of spring, but a million troops falling from the sky, washing the city full of fatigue and excitement.

Playing on the concrete floor seems to have endless energy and is divided into countless parts, just like fireworks in nature. Waterfall pond, the whole pond is boiling and jumping. Break dancing was once quietly reborn, just like there was no fault between water and water, and the whole world was dancing.

"nonsense!" That sounds very good. In the crazy disharmony, stop splashing, stop splashing, stop that indescribable beauty. Only nature has this ability. Soldiers never get tired and never fall down! After the emergence of the world combined with the voice of God, the world brand is new and unique. I like the rain in summer. He likes her enthusiasm. Her dance is full of infinite energy, as if she were born with the grace of God. This power will always inspire me. When I see the rain, I will be full of spiritual strength again, so that I am no longer afraid of any difficulties. I will stop me with rain like all obstacles.

I like the rain in summer. It's beyond description. I hope I can help you. Thank you for your adoption.

5. A 400-word composition combines the positive and negative descriptions of the characters, my lovely brother.

I have a three-year-old brother. He is very cute. With a pair of eyes like black grapes, a clever mouth and the appearance of a "little gentleman", it is really hard to see that he will do something naughty and ridiculous.

Just a few days ago, my mother was very strict about snacks because my brother was sick. Especially sugar, my mother never lets him eat it. He will pretend to be indifferent when he sees other children eating candy, but when he gets home, he will always say to me, "Sister! I want to eat candy. " Seeing his pathetic appearance, I took advantage of my mother's absence and took out a pack of rubber candy I bought at noon from my schoolbag. My brother couldn't wait to tear open the bag with his teeth and eat it on the sofa.

Looking at him like a greedy cat, he was distressed and happy, and secretly said to himself, "Brother, don't get sick, or my sister will regret it." My brother doesn't care what I think. He has no "gentleman" demeanor and chews cotton candy.

Before he could think much, his younger brother spoke again: "Sister, is there any gum?"

"Sister just bought a bag, and you ate it all. When you are all ready, my sister will buy it for you, okay? "

Oh, my brother walked away disappointed. I didn't think much, so I watched TV alone.

But not long after, my brother came to me again, holding half a pink eraser in his hand, frowning and saying, "Sister, you are not sweet at all." When I saw it, I was frightened. I grabbed the eraser in his hand and quickly made him spit it out. "come on Spit it out, not sugar. This is an eraser. Spit it out! " I was relieved when I found that my brother didn't swallow the eraser.

It turns out that this naughty brother went to my study to find candy again. He ate my new white sponge, which looked pink and gave off an eraser with an attractive fragrance like cotton candy.

He frowned and still couldn't tell the difference between sugar and wiping his hair. "Sister, this rubber candy is more fragrant than the candy I just ate, but it is not sweet at all." What he said made me laugh and cry. I pretended to be serious and said, "Don't eat indiscriminately next time!"

This is my brother, a naughty and lovely brother.

6. Ask for a composition describing the characters (father, mother, stranger, etc.). ) side. Father is a real man! I once secretly wrote in my diary. According to my mother, my father seldom cries. At that time, my teenage father went to the remote rural area of Inner Mongolia alone. It was a long yellow sand, and he had no friends. No matter how difficult it is, my father never shed tears. My father had an accident and was badly injured in more than a dozen places. The pain is unbearable, and he can't sleep at night. Father never said a word "pain" and never let out a cry, but he stood up silently and firmly. As long as I can remember, my father has only cried three times.

When I was a child, I got "appendicitis" because of after-dinner exercise and went to the hospital. It was the Spring Festival, and the doctors were not there, so the operation could not be done in time. I rolled in bed in pain, and my father contacted doctors everywhere and finally sent me to the operating room. With a burst of pain, I woke up slowly and saw my father's bloodshot eyes and slightly wrinkled skin on both sides of his nose. I know my father is crying. When I was young, I couldn't help shivering. I never thought that my strong father would cry, and it was for me. My nose was sour and tears filled my eyes. While my father gently wiped away my tears, I deeply understood that no matter how strong my father's heart is, I will always be the softest part and his achilles heel.

The introduction composition of 7.400 words should be written by others. The hot summer is here.

The sky is clear and there is no wind. At noon, there are still no clouds flying in the sky. The sun looks tall and small, and all the hot light is directed at the earth. The asphalt road is very hot. Walking on it will burn your feet. People working in the fields are sweating, their clothes are soaked, their faces are flushed by the sun, and the crops around them are so listless. Poplars and willows on the roadside and by the river hang their heads, as if shouting, "I'm dying of thirst!" " "

The sun shines white and the temperature continues to rise. This kind of light makes people's eyes narrow into a line and they can't open at all. If you stand outside for a while, your cheeks and body will sweat. At this time, crows, cuckoos and swallows also returned to their homes and stopped dancing and singing in the sky.

At this time, I am bored in the house and stand outside. Oh, my scalp is hurt by the sun. I hurried to the shade to enjoy the cool.

It was not until about six o'clock in the afternoon that the heat wave gradually weakened and people felt cool.

Ah, it's too hot this summer!

8. Write a composition about 400 words according to the above description. Hello, I'm glad to be able to answer your questions! Here are two compositions for your reference! (1) Life is like a piece of paper, and everyone has a shining page.

Whether colorful or plain, only we can write our life on this paper. There have been laughter and tears on this paper; There are ups and downs, there are ups and downs.

But on that piece of paper that belongs to me, there is one of hers. She is my primary school teacher. In my impression, she is not a particularly excellent teacher. Like ordinary teachers, she is very concerned about her students and has always been selfless.

When I was the silly girl who just entered school and didn't know anything, it was her who greeted me. I only remember that day she took my hand and walked into the ocean of learning, and I was deeply absorbed by the boundless ocean from then on.

At that time, I wanted to roam the ocean alone and land on the shore. But in that little mistake, I almost gave up this fantasy.

It was she who helped me regain that confidence and made me a person who never gave up, no matter what difficulties I encountered in my life. That year, I was just in the third grade, and I couldn't stand any difficulties in the bumpy life journey.

But life is really like a game. It always plays jokes on us. Reasoning When I was intoxicated with the honor of the first place, the second mid-term exam left an indelible dark mark on a piece of paper.

I can't face the man who was once arrogant. I realized that in the later days, I began to cram frantically, but things were not what I expected.

My grades didn't go all the way, but kept falling until 87 points. Finally, she talked to me. She told me to take it step by step and not to be too hasty.

It's like learning to crawl first, then learning to walk. I shook my head. I don't quite understand what the teacher said. I asked her, "Teacher, how should I learn to crawl first?" I only remember that she smiled and said, "You should review from the most basic content. You are just too impatient, so you will be self-defeating.

You should go step by step, which is good for you! "I finally understand, according to her way I won, I cheered, I pranced. At this time, I found that she, who had been silently supporting me behind my back, also smiled happily.

Although what happened between me and her was not so touching, I wouldn't be here without her. Teachers, what a noble profession! Thanks to it, we are happy today! No words miss my teacher. 1 In front of my friend's house is the lawn-the lawn of the school.

My friend used to be a teacher. This school used to be our alma mater. I often walk in this campus in the moonlight.

In the moonlight, the campus is quiet and cordial. Maybe rows of pine trees; Maybe it's a cement road; Maybe there is no light in the teaching room! With my happiness, my growth.

The usual life is so hurried, but the dribs and drabs of life will still inadvertently think of those lost times. What a kind name the teacher is. Every time I read it, I always feel a little touched and miss it. Not all the teachers gave me a good impression.

I still remember how eager I was to go to school when I was in primary school, because I was happy and carefree most of the time in primary school, and I was very popular with my teachers, who often entrusted me with a "heavy burden". This situation did not change until the fifth grade of primary school. My fifth grade head teacher is Ding, a very tall and thin person. He teaches us Chinese.

When I first started school, I intuitively felt that he didn't like me and seemed to be a little naturally excluded from me. This can be proved by one thing, that is, I have never had a composition with high marks in his hand before. For a while, I was depressed, but I was unwilling. I first reflected on myself. Is my composition really bad? So one day, I secretly copied an article from a long time ago, and finally I failed.

This made me very disappointed, and I was hostile to the teacher for a long time. Just as he doesn't like me (which I have determined after countless experiments), I don't like him either. The only possibility is that I study harder, and I won't feel revenge until I get into middle school with excellent results in primary school exams.

However, it cast a shadow on my heart, so that I held a pious attitude towards my teacher for a long time. Fortunately, such a teacher met such a teacher when I was a student.

Sometimes, it's really strange to think about life. It is because of the bad teacher that he can keep his image in my memory forever. It seems that the power of hatred cannot be underestimated. Time has passed, and the hatred has turned cold, but that time has not been forgotten. Once, I happened to meet a classmate at his home. It is strange that he still vaguely remembers himself. Of course, what he did was "how to treat me", but he has completely forgotten it.

In the third grade of junior high school, my math teacher surnamed Wen was also our head teacher. He wears a pair of glasses and looks very gentle at first glance. However, he is very strict, and he is one of the most strict teachers I met when I was a student. At that time, he was in his thirties and not married. It was rare in our small county at that time.

Maybe it's because you don't get married! He devoted all his enthusiasm to teaching. At that time, he would often leave us to make up lessons after the evening self-study, and none of them were allowed to be absent. He always thinks that our math scores are too poor, although our math scores are often the first in the whole grade. However, when he lectures, we still love to listen, because he can always give an unusually vivid and often poetic speech to boring math classes.

But he is not as avantgarde and tolerant as the teachers in some film and television works we have seen. He always arranges some questions for us to fight tirelessly. Not every day.

9. I want to introduce a friend to you. I want to introduce you to a friend. This friend is a little boy. He is fat, but he is tall and young. As for what he looks like, let me tell you: he wears a pair of small glasses, his eyes are a little small, his skin is relatively white, his facial features are fairly regular, and his hair is flat.

Very humorous. Why do you say he is humorous? Because he has many shortcomings, but every time the teacher wants to teach him a lesson, he can use his humorous characteristics to help him out. Maybe you won't believe it, so I'll show you how humorous he is.

Humor is a disadvantage: after a Chinese exam, he quickly finished the basic questions and began to write a composition. He didn't even look at the composition topic, so he said to the invigilator, "Teacher, did you make the composition topic yourself?" The invigilator picked up a test paper at random, looked at the composition and said, "The title of the composition is written, and the title of the composition is self-made." At this moment, the teacher said, "Alas, when will you change your careless character?" He made a face at the classmate next to him, and then he was about to start writing his composition.

However, he stood up again and said to the surprised invigilator, "Teacher, what is the content of this composition?" No sooner had he finished this sentence than the whole class burst into laughter. At this time, the teacher said to him in distress situation: "Would you please review the questions?" He didn't read the composition topic carefully. Humor defect 2: once the teacher checked his homework, his homework couldn't be worse. When the teacher looks at his homework, he really can't recognize what words are written. Then, the teacher took the homework to the class, called him to the podium and said in front of the whole class, "Excuse me, what did you write?" Can you recognize it? "I saw him look at his homework for a long time and said," Teacher, why didn't you ask me earlier? "I can't recognize these words now."

The teacher wanted to say a few words to him and made him laugh. As for my classmates, not to mention, many of them laughed their heads off. Humor disadvantage 3: check your homework again. Because of too much homework, he only wrote more than half. The teacher found out. The teacher scolded him and said, "Alas, you can't finish such a little homework. What's the use of living I jumped off the building and died. "

I only heard him say on the spot, "What's so hard about jumping off a building?" Although the voice was very small, it was still heard by the teacher's "ears". The teacher got angry when he heard it, and said, "Hum, you want to die so much, then you can jump off the building and die!" " "He said," I'll go right away. "

Then he really walked out of the classroom and walked to the stairs, only to see him turn around and come back. The teacher said, "Ah? Didn't you say jump off a building? Why don't you jump? " He said, "Alas, there are so many people jumping off buildings today that I didn't wait in line for long."

The whole class (including the teacher) laughed, and the teacher smiled and said, "You, you have so many tricks." Humor is a shortcoming ... some people say he is humorous, some people say he is smart, and some people say he is naughty. Do you think he is humorous, clever or naughty? By the way, I forgot to mention this friend's name. He is himself: the famous Fu Bingzhen.