Write your own introverted, quiet girl, composition, about 200-300 words must be original.

My name is Ye Jiayi, and I am a good girl. I have short black hair, big eyes and long eyelashes, which make up my charming and special eyes. Plus my white oval face, I am a small and beautiful person.

Tell me the story of my good girl. One day in the summer vacation, I just came back from cram school and found my mother was not at home. I quickly brought my mobile phone from upstairs to call my mother. I don't know until I touch it. It turns out that my mother has to work the night shift today and will come back very late. I came down from upstairs again and saw that the living room was particularly messy, and peel debris was scattered all over the floor. I think my mother is very tired when she goes to work every day, and she will have to clean up the housework when she comes back from work, which will be very tired. I should help my mother with the housework.

So, I quickly cleaned the house, sweeping the floor first, then tidied up the messy tables and chairs and wiped them with a rag. I was so tired that I broke out in a sweat. Finally, I cleaned my house. I sat in the chair again, took out my homework and put it on the desk. After a while, I finished my homework again. I finally breathed a sigh of relief, so I ran upstairs, sat on the sofa and turned on the TV. Watching TV until five o'clock, I remembered that my chickens were not fed, so I ran downstairs, took a bowl of rice from the kitchen to feed the hens in the backyard, and then picked up the eggs and put them in the kitchen. I look like a housewife, and everything is going on in an orderly way. I thought: Mom will give me a good compliment when she comes back.

After listening to my description, do you think I am a qualified good girl?

I am a good girl, all adults think so, because I always behave well in front of others. I have planted the seeds of rebellion in my heart. But my mother was very strict with me since I was a child, and I have long lost my character. My mother hates me for being bad in front of others, so I am a very good and obedient girl in the eyes of other adults. I'm really scared. If one day, I finally can't stand it, and my mother talks to me in that tone, what will I do? Although my mother doesn't care about me now, she used to care about my shadow, which made me always timid in class and afraid to speak, always afraid of doing something unpleasant. However, it is precisely because I am easy-going that everyone in my class is willing to play with me. Because of my popularity, there are always many candidates running for class cadres. A good girl is the definition given to me by adults, but only my best friend knows that I am not a good girl. This true feeling can only be vented in front of my good friends. I am really tired. I wear a mask every day, just to let everyone see a perfect me and give everyone a good impression. This is me, a "good girl" living in a mask.

I am a little girl who loves face and can't tolerate others. In the eyes of outsiders, I am a happy darling, but they don't know that behind the darling is actually a child with many shortcomings.

At first, I thought I was a free and happy little girl, but when I found that I would not bear difficulties and setbacks, I was very sad. I try to be a really happy girl. Once, one of my classmates punched me and I punched him back. Then I know that I am a little girl who can't tolerate other people's mistakes. Whenever I am laughed at and insulted by others, I know that I am a proud little girl. Whenever someone plays a joke on me and puts forward an opinion, my tears will flow down. I know I am a little girl who loves to cry.

Students, can you tell me what can change me and make me a really good girl?

lovely girl

I am very delicate, and people say that I am a beautiful girl when I grow up. I have a pair of big childish eyes, which are very pleasing. Small and tender nose, a little upturned; There are two lips, neither thick nor thin. I really don't know how to describe them. As for me, the biggest feature is that I love painting, especially anime people. The person I painted is the same as me, with only two children: cute. I love painting! Last time I stole my classmate's picture book for money, I finally returned it to her. I remind everyone: don't imitate, this behavior is good! I may be the reason for drinking too much yogurt. I am naive and often say the wrong thing. There are more stupid things! I walked all day, but I bumped into a telephone pole unconsciously! But I was very kind, so I took out a piece of paper and wrote: Please be safe, don't bump into this pole like me. How about watching a beautiful woman hit a telephone pole? Two children: uncomfortable! I am a beautiful girl who loves painting, and I am a little naive. Please make friends with me!

Hello, I am a little girl. I hope to see my self-report. I'm wearing a nightgown. It's funny when I'm sleepy. This is who I really am.

-preface I-I have an angelic heart. In front of the teacher, I am particularly kind and lovely, but I feel that I belong to the former. I'm not that cute person. When I meet an elderly grandmother, I can't help running up to help her and help her cross the road. If the story is not attractive, you can read it casually. ) Grandma saw me and said, "Good boy, what a red scarf." In fact, I am a person who loves to help others. In every corner of the world, I will be there, just like myself. I am a good girl in everyone's heart. I am a sensible girl, very quiet. Maybe you don't think so. I think I'm quiet. I like to stay at home alone and look at the beautiful sky. I feel so happy ~ ~ I just feel so smart that I will do whatever my mother asks me to do. It seems that everyone is like this. ) I always keep what the teacher says. Good girl is my nickname and my weakness from now on. I like coquetry. Although I am obedient, I also love to be spoiled. I will go home, I will snuggle up in my mother's arms, listen to my mother tell me old Grimm fairy tales and listen to my mother tell me trivial things. I just think it's good to have a home. I will suddenly rebel against the teacher. Teachers think I'm excellent and usually agree to my requirements.

self-introduction

I have been online for a long time. I was ecstatic when I stumbled across this composition network. My homework level is average, but my grades are among the best in my class. I am very introverted. Although my teachers and parents have been talking, I haven't changed. I am an obedient girl in front of my classmates and teachers, but I don't want to be like this. I have unpleasant things, too, but I can't tell anyone, so it's hard to keep them in my heart. I only complain to netizens I don't know, but I always feel that something is wrong. Therefore, it will be more comfortable to write down your emotions. I just finished registering and wrote this article. I have read countless books inside and outside the classroom, and I have long admired Zhou. com。 This time, I need you to pay more attention to cultivate a girl who can't write well. This is my first time to write an article on the computer, and the number of words may not meet the requirements. However, my daily practice is generally around 550 words. So, you can only see your true level next time.

Growing up-worrying and happy, but more surrounded by worrying contradictions. For a girl who is about to become a girl, she should be naive and full of happiness. However-I'm worried about a two-sided me.

At home, I want to play the role of a good girl. Only when there is no mother outside can I truly show myself. When I grew up, something called vitality sprouted in my bones, but the vitality I should have was oppressed by my mother and I didn't dare to show it. This double-sided me confuses me. I don't want to be a gentleman anymore and always be myself; But my mother has always been proud to have a daughter like me. However, I feel unspeakable sadness in my heart. ...

Every time before going out, my mother always nags: girls should sit still and stand still, don't laugh loudly, and say hello when they meet acquaintances ... In fact, I can hear all these clearly and almost recite them backwards. My mother is just a routine, repeating it. But in my opinion, these are all putting a false coat on my true appearance. Only outside. Without my mother's restraint, I can laugh, dance and sing with my classmates ... and enjoy the happiness of free growth. Although passers-by in the street saw it, they all lamented that we teenagers were too crazy and unruly. But none of this can stop us, and we are still enjoying ourselves.

What am I? My mother's good girl? Young and energetic teenagers? Or a crazy girl in the eyes of passers-by No, I am who I am. I don't have to hide myself. I am an energetic teenager. I am no longer controlled by adults, I have grown up. In the future, no, from now on, at home, I am quiet but not rigid; Outside, I am energetic but not crazy. This is another double-sided me, but I love this me, this double-sided me.

The pace of growth is inseparable from troubles. I am growing up, feeling growing up, enjoying happiness, and enjoying troubles!