Sister is too lazy to write a composition like a pig.

1. How does sister write a composition? My sister has a delicate face and clear and bright eyes like mountain springs. Two black braids are draped over the shoulders, and several strands of bangs stand out; Especially her intoxicating smile shows her innocence and loveliness.

She is my sister. Perhaps, her beautiful appearance attracts you, but as long as her specialty is mentioned, everyone will applaud.

My sister is a student of Henan Experimental Middle School (the best middle school in Zhengzhou). I admire her writing ability most.

In the experimental middle school, there are only a few people who can get more than 36 points in each exam in the whole grade, and my sister is one of them, even if she doesn't play well. And I, although the composition in the class is also the first, but compared with my sister's composition, it is simply dwarfed! However, who knows that behind my sister's honor, there is more sweat.

No matter whether the teacher has arranged or not, no matter how much homework there is, my sister insists on keeping a diary every day and writing a composition every two days. I have imitated my sister many times, but I failed every time because I couldn't hold on.

Whenever this happens, my sister will encourage me. However, although my sister has an enviable honor, she never shows off or is arrogant. She is always polite, gentle and convincing.

My sister not only studies well, but also is a sharp weapon in sports-she is proficient in everything. You will often see her figure in the annual sports meeting.

Because several sports are covered by her: skipping rope, double shaking, 200-meter running and 800-meter running are all her specialties, and these are of course inseparable from persistent practice. Every morning, she does exercise, even if the weather is bad.

Because she has perseverance, which many people can't reach. Look, this is my sister! She infects me all the time, teaching by example.

She is a sister and a teacher, no, a role model. I will learn from her with practical actions.

I am proud of having such a good sister.

2. How to write the story of me and water in my story composition with pigs?

Water is our most precious resource and the most precious gift given to us by nature, which plays a great role. It was that surfing with my family that gave me a "close contact" with the water. It was a summer vacation and the sun was shining. My family and I went surfing. After arriving at the scene, I couldn't wait to play with the water. After everything was ready, we came to the seaside, where people were crowded and the air was fresh. As for me, I can't wait to hold my mother's hand and shout for swimming. I ran barefoot into the water on the beach burned by the sun. The water is cold and comfortable. Suddenly, a huge wave rolled up from a distance and pounced on people playing in the sea. I didn't have time to dodge and took a sip of seawater. I immediately frowned: How salty! Although the salty sea water is still mixed with a little bitterness, I immediately played a "war": my sister and I splashed water on each other and had fun! At this time, my mother came to us and said, "Water can not only provide us with fun, but also has many functions." Water is necessary for all living things, and 60% to 70% of human body weight is water. The daily water requirement is about 3% of the body weight; Other animals and plants also contain more than 5% water.

"You must cherish the water!" After this surfing, I not only appreciate the vastness of water, but also understand the role of water. What a "bumper harvest"

3. How to write my sister's composition? Whenever I mentioned my sister, my mother was full of praise.

I admire her too. Sister is not tall, short, fat or thin, just right.

There is a pair of glasses on the high bridge of the nose. Although she wears glasses, she can't cover her big bright eyes at all. Her skin is smooth and fair, and her teeth are white and neat. From a distance, she looks like two rows of sparkling pearls.

My sister is not only beautiful, but also excellent in academic performance. She studied in Wenzhou Foreign Language Middle School, and her grades have always been among the best in her class.

There are always full marks in many subjects in every final exam, and occasionally one or two subjects are a little wrong, so you say that you failed in the exam, but in fact the total score is still one of the best. She is so strict with herself that her academic performance has always been so excellent.

I remember once, my sister had lunch at our house, and my mother asked her if she had finished her homework. She said she did. Mother wants to take her to the park to play, but sister says she can't, so she has to go home and do something else.

Such as extracurricular reading and practice. How conscious! Another time, I asked her why you didn't play games on QQ.

She said it was too time-consuming, so she wouldn't come down if she went up, so she might as well not go up. In this way, she will spend limited time learning infinite knowledge.

How can academic performance be bad? I also want to learn from my sister's good habit of not having fun and using time. When it comes to my sister, my mother is full of praise

I admire her too. Sister is not tall, short, fat or thin, just right.

There is a pair of glasses on the high bridge of the nose. Although she wears glasses, she can't cover her big bright eyes at all. Her skin is smooth and fair, and her teeth are white and neat. From a distance, she looks like two rows of sparkling pearls.

My sister is not only beautiful, but also excellent in academic performance. She studied in Wenzhou Foreign Language Middle School, and her grades have always been among the best in her class.

There are always full marks in many subjects in every final exam, and occasionally one or two subjects are a little wrong, so you say that you failed in the exam, but in fact the total score is still one of the best. She is so strict with herself that her academic performance has always been so excellent.

I remember once, my sister had lunch at our house, and my mother asked her if she had finished her homework. She said she did. Mother wants to take her to the park to play, but sister says she can't, so she has to go home and do something else.

Such as extracurricular reading and practice. How conscious! Another time, I asked her why you didn't play games on QQ.

She said it was too time-consuming, so she wouldn't come down if she went up, so she might as well not go up. In this way, she will spend limited time learning infinite knowledge.

How can academic performance be bad? I also want to learn from my sister's good habit of not having fun and using time.

4. People are like lazy cats. I am lazy, really lazy, so lazy that this equally lazy article started with my head stuck on a thick dozen books on the table.

I am a lazy cat writing.

I said I didn't remember the color of my desk. It's full of books that I promised to read this holiday but haven't moved, pencil scraps of 2B pencils, paper towels that smell like sweat, and three exquisite blue empty bottles ... The ground looks good, but as long as you have your eyes, you can see that there are waste papers everywhere.

The person in charge of my food told me to clean my kennel. At that time, I felt it necessary for me to listen to her, or what if she didn't give me food? So I slept for an hour to deal with it. Ha, I found that my pig is still full of talent as a master, and it is doing well. But I soon found that I couldn't find my pencil and notebook to record my life like a pig. So I spent two hours sleeping to find my 7 cm long pencil and notebook with only a few sheets of paper left. Then I sat on the floor alone and giggled for a long time. After laughing until I felt sick, I found that my room was the same as it was more than three hours ago, except for three exquisite blue bottles. Suddenly I wanted to cry, and I slept for three hours!

I was lying in bed staring at the ceiling when the person in charge of my food pushed open the door. She called my name and I didn't move. She called me again, and this time I moved. I snorted, but I didn't even speak. The sound came directly from my throat. She said, your pigsty ... but she ran away before she finished. In this way, my kennel was directly upgraded to a pigsty. I am having a swell time. Recently, pork has been singing all the way and sold to 10 a catty. In this way, I am worth at least 1 100 yuan, and at the price of a dog in our farmer's market, I can sell it at most 20 yuan. This is the gap. Since a pig is more valuable than a dog, it's not bad to be a pig. But I was depressed. She ran away before she finished. After thinking about my pig brain, I guess the reason is: I don't know how many days of socks have been put under my bed. As for how many days, I'm too lazy to count. I'm going to sleep first.

I found that I fell in love with my hardwood bed. Now as long as I get close, I won't, but as long as I think of my bed, I will feel uneasy and have a quiet sweetness. The book says that only people who love me deeply will have such a reaction. Thus, I really fell in love with my bed.

Imagination composition daquan

I'm not sure if I can get some inspiration from my bed, just as George Sang benefited a lot from her lover Chopin. But I quickly denied my idea of pig brain. There are two reasons. One is that Chopin is brilliant and belongs to a master who will make my mouth water, and my bed is just a pile of wood that is about to retire. The second and most important point is that as long as I lie prone on the bed, my mind will fall into deep paralysis. For this reason, I wrote this article on my desk instead of moving to bed to think.

To tell the truth, I also wanted to be diligent. I made a plan for myself, what to do during this time and what to do during that time. But I am really lazy, so up to now, none of my plans have been implemented, and I owe myself a debt. I feel guilty occasionally, but it will soon disappear. I said to myself, I have wasted so much time anyway, and I can't get it back. I'd better have a good sleep. So he fell asleep again.

But not being able to sleep at night makes me want to commit suicide. But I know very well that I can't die. Because there are still so many pigs waiting for me to guide them (I don't want you to point at me and tell others that I am "it") to win the "World's Best Lazy Pig Gold Award", so I am still alive.

When it really hurts, wrap the quilt up. what can I do? I originally wanted to write a novel about the life of pigs, and it was not impossible to take Nobel Prize in Literature, but after writing two sentences, I couldn't write any more, because practice has proved that I can at most write something that is not too ugly in prime time in the afternoon, but I don't want to write it at night to clean the toilet. I also want to read English aloud like Li Yang, but I really don't want my neighbors to know that I am a lazy pig who can speak a few foreign languages with a Sichuan accent after waking them up in the middle of the night. So confused.

I began to think about my life as a pig and finally came to the conclusion: hey!

I have been expecting a nice-looking pig to pull my hoof and say, "Let's lose weight together!" " "Then I moved to start a new life with him. But fantasy is always unrealistic, and reality is always cruel, so it is uncomfortable.

I began to sit at my desk all night listening to sad songs that made me want to cry, and felt that those warm and lingering feelings had nothing to do with my eight generations. I just stay in my pigsty, be a lazy pig and watch me appreciate bit by bit, that's all.

5. Thank you. How to write the elder sister's composition: Thank you, dear teacher.

I was born in the northeast. When I was very young, I came to a small county town in Sichuan with my parents and went to a primary school near my residence. Because of my different places and language barriers, my academic performance is poor, my teachers don't give me a good look, my classmates don't like to play with me, and I am often bullied by my teachers and classmates. Finally, I became more and more bored and lonely, and lived in hell every day.

One day, my desk disappeared. I reported to the teacher, and the teacher said, "I told someone to move out and don't come to school in the future." Look at your own performance. Nine times out of ten, you didn't hand in your homework and nine times out of ten, you failed the exam. What do you need to learn? I have been very kind to you, at least I didn't drive you home in public. "

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Humiliation and anger made me burst into tears, and I stumbled out of the school gate ... I must never tell my parents that they were tortured by life and lost their patience. If they know, what can they do but hate me and let me down and sigh helplessly? I don't want to worry them, I don't want to give them any more trouble, and I don't want to see their haggard and disappointed faces. So every morning I still go to school with my schoolbag on my back and swing at the school gate until I go home after school. Paper can't wrap fire, and parents finally know. On the day my mother came to see me, I squatted at the school gate and counted ants as usual. I didn't even know someone was standing next to me until I heard my mother calling. When I saw my mother, tears poured down, and all the grievances ran out of my eyes like rain. Mother asked the teacher for a theory, but the teacher quarreled with her, making the whole school run out to see it, and everyone's faces were contemptuous. The teacher said a lot of cruel words, and my mother held my hand tightly and left school without looking back. I looked back and went to school for a semester and vowed never to come back.

I have stayed at home since I dropped out of school. My parents sigh for me every day. They often ask me if I want to go to school. Every time, I will scream, never again. I hate reading. I hate everything there. Finally, one day, my mother couldn't stand my silence and forced me to go out to play. I met her that day.

My mother took me to a beautiful little yard, which was full of all kinds of flowers. A man was watering, and when he saw us, he enthusiastically pulled me into the living room. The room is simple and clean, and there are many bright yellow flowers in the vase on the table, which gives people a warm feeling. She chatted with her mother for a while, and then we got up and left.

The next day, my mother took me to find her again and left me alone. I cried and made noise, and refused to calm down. She greeted me with a lot of delicious food and stuffed it into my hand. My unreasonable behavior didn't bore her. I was finally embarrassed to go on like this and started stuffing things into my mouth. Seeing that I started eating, she smiled reassuringly and began to introduce herself. The cookies she made were delicious and caught my attention at once. I looked at her shyly. "Like to eat more. You must not have eaten well these days. Look at you thin! " Her hand gently touched my cheek, warm and comfortable. "Do you still want to study?" If it weren't for that teacher, I wouldn't swear like that. I didn't get good grades and never studied hard, but at the moment when I was really expelled from school, my heart really hurt and I regretted it. I was silent and didn't speak. She seems to have read my mind. "Then let me be your teacher! Don't worry, although my level is not very high, I won't let you go. " Her joke touched my heart. I think she must be different from the teacher I know. So I go to her home to study every day. Since then, this has become my second home. She taught me to read and write, taught me math, showed me English cartoons, practiced English conversation with me, and wrote a composition on the same topic with me, arguing about whose sentence was well written, which made me think hard ... I became more and more energetic. She will also take me out to play, which is called playing, in fact, to explain what I don't understand. She loves me as much as my family. I make mistakes, too She never criticizes me severely and always waits for me to admit my mistake. When school begins, I become anxious. I feel so heavy that I can hardly breathe when I want to go to school but dare not. She knew it and said to me seriously, "Don't dwell on the past. Now that it's over, forget it and start over. " You are not who you used to be. Believe that you are the best. "

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In order not to let me feel lonely, she also went back to school. She had intended to apply for retirement and return to her teaching post until the end of the semester. Seeing that my mood was calm again, she applied for retirement and left school.

Many years have passed, until now, what she did for me and what she said to me are still clearly in my mind. I am often honored to have such a helpful teacher, and I am also ashamed to discriminate against those teachers who refuse me. I am no longer the little girl who is not sensible. Now I am braver and more confident. Here, I want to say "thank you" to all the teachers who helped educate me.

References:

Senior high school writer's composition: Thank you, dear teacher-good secretary-for making the first secretary network in China!

6. Write a 400-word composition describing what my animals look like. My grandmother has many specialties. Like superman who can do anything.

Oh, this is no joke. nagging, diligence and fashion are grandma's specialties. It's true that grandma nags. Early in the morning, my "ear worker" was busy. My grandmother said, "Baby, eat more and you will definitely study hard at school!" Just after breakfast, grandma nagged again: "Dear, listen to the teacher in class, or you won't do your homework at night!" " "

I left home, and the "ear worker" was finally liberated. But as soon as school was over, I remembered in my ear: "Baby, hurry up and do your homework seriously, or I don't care if your parents come back to beat you!" " "Oh, my grandmother, when can your mouth rest?

Grandma is very diligent. That's not true. Every morning, grandma sweeps the house and drags it. Until it is spotless. At first glance, there is dust on the window again. She quickly picked up a rag to wipe. Soon, the window is like a bright mirror. Do you think my grandmother is diligent?

Grandma is an old man. Look at her fashion. Every time I go to the street, I bring my bag back. Look, grandma's wardrobe is going to explode! Needless to say, grandma will always be praised by her neighbors when she wears these fashionable clothes. Look at her happy!

This is my family's "special student"-grandma, who combines nagging, diligence and fashion. With grandma, there is a lot of joy and happiness!

7. How come parents have never seen such a lazy composition? "Why are you so lazy!" "How did I give birth to a lazy daughter!" ……

I often hear these "deafening" lion roars at home, and these "wonderful music" are all from my mother! (digression! Of course, mother is not full and has nothing to do, but for her precious daughter-me!

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I am a person, expressed in one word: lazy!

No? 1: lazy to eat

I went back to my dear home from school hungry and tried my best to turn on the computer (so hungry! ), can't wait to get online to "my composition book", yeah, essence, essence! ! After shouting, fall to the ground immediately! After a while, I finally got up. "Have a meal!" Mom said in the restaurant. Hmm? What is that smell? Wow, this is my favorite fish! ! No-I have to send an email! So, I decided-too lazy to eat! So "my dearest mother ~ ~, I'm too lazy to eat!" " "It came out of my mouth." What? what? Too lazy to eat! Why are you so lazy! ! ! "In this way, I continue to post. (1 end, really can't support anymore, so we have to ...)

No? Step 2 take a lazy bath

After a busy day, a quiet night has arrived! But-here comes the trouble-taking a bath. Why take a shower? Bathing is a waste of time, and it is also a waste of time. I will spend less time online, so I will post fewer articles and articles ... (It's definitely not nonsense, so I will omit writing because of the length of knowledge). I will go out of the computer room and announce loudly: "My princess-after much thinking, I have decided not to take a bath tonight!" " Don't look for teeth everywhere! So will you! Who doesn't want to surf the internet? Then-striding into the computer room, bang, the door and the door frame next to the computer came into a solid "close contact" to prevent-"why are you so lazy? If you are so lazy, you will be like an epileptic sooner or later! " This 99999 ... decibel noise. I guess I don't have to tell you, and you know whose mouth this is! )

No? Step 3 be lazy

Although I typed so many words in this article, this is my dear-my mother helped me type, and I reported the words on the side-if my mother couldn't write such an article, I wouldn't be willing to use my mouth. Of course, I also made a lot of money-my mother complained when she helped me type-"why are you so lazy!" " ""I don't know why I gave birth to a lazy daughter like you! "... I'm too lazy to take cotton, and my eardrum is broken and damaged again and again. "it's over! "Mom said," did you hear that? "(55555555555, cause death, my eardrum is broken, how can I hear it! ) No way, my mother had to carry me out of the room, help me put on my pajamas, hug me again-put me on the bed-sleep, and close my eyelids for the last project, and then I fell asleep sweetly. ...

No? 4: Too lazy to get up

I, a diligent little bee, have to get up from a warm and comfortable little bed to go to school every day, but when I get up every day, will I have panda eyes? (Extreme lack of sleep! ) The answer is yes! -Yes! ! So, this morning-"Get up!" This is my "alarm clock" when I get up every day. ) that's not better! As a result, I continued to fall asleep. "Gourd ... Gourd ..." Don't get me wrong! This is definitely not me! It was me-my father's snoring in the next room that reached my room! Take care and go back to sleep! (Too lazy! )

8. Look at those clouds. How can the moon and little stars write a clear sky? A group of stars blink and blink. They proudly said, "Look how beautiful and smart we are. No one can compare with us!"!

Brother Yun listened and said to the stars. What are you talking about? Sister Moon is the brightest. Without Sister Moon, it would be dark at night. The star said unconvinced: Hum, Sister Moon is not so capable! Brother Yun quietly covered the moon. When the stars look, it's really dark.

However, the star did not admit defeat, saying: she is brighter than us, but not as beautiful as us.

Brother Yun said: In terms of beauty, you can't compare with Sister Yue. She will change, like a boat for a while and a sickle for a while. . Can you not?

The stars are flashing, as if to say something, then Sister Moon said modestly: My light is nothing, and the sun shines on my father-in-law.

The stars can't help blushing.

9. How to Write a Fairy Tale Composition Once upon a time, there lived an amiable old couple in the countryside of Japan.

Although they work hard, they are still poor and can hardly make ends meet. One day, the old woman said to the old man, "Wife, the Spring Festival is coming tomorrow, but look at our rice jar!" " There is only a little glutinous rice left, just enough to make a small rice ball.

What can we do at this rate? "At this time, the old woman's face was full of sadness and disappointment, and she was not happy with the arrival of the New Year. But the old woman was optimistic again at once.

She said, "My wife! Although there is only this kind of rice, I can still make delicious rice balls! " The old man felt very happy. But just as they were talking, in the mouse hole in the corner, a group of little old mice kept crying around their mother because they were too hungry to stand still and clamored for food.

But the old mouse mother really can't do anything, so the little mice "cheep!" " Hey! "I began to cry. The old woman and the old man are also very sad to see this mood.

"What a pity! You can have this glutinous rice! Stop crying! Make these glutinous rice into some delicious rice cakes to welcome the arrival of the New Year! " The old man gave the glutinous rice to the hungry mouse. The mice were very happy to get the glutinous rice, so they quickly ground it into rice cakes. The mice "touch! Touch! " Some play with children and prepare to make sweet and delicious rice cakes.

When the old man and the old woman were eating porridge, they saw the little mouse moving among many leaves that could be used as hats and came to them. Mother mouse said, "The children got the glutinous rice you gave them to repay the kindness of your husband and wife.

Now these leaves are all here, please collect them, which may be helpful to you. Please don't be disgusted, accept it! "The old couple are very happy to see so many leaves.

The old woman looked at the leaves and suddenly thought of an idea, so she quickly told the old man. "Wife, you see so many leaves, why don't we weave these leaves into hats? In this way, if you sell it on the street, you can also buy some glutinous rice! What do you say? " "What a great idea!" The old man replied.

So they began to knit hats, and the little mice saw it and ran out to help. Finally, they finished five hats, so the husband said fairly, "In this way, we can sell them in the street.

When I earn money, I will buy some glutinous rice, carrots and vegetables! "The old woman folded those hats and gave them to the old man, so the old man went out of the house and sold hats in the street with the farewell sound of the old woman and the mouse. At this time, it was snowing heavily and a thick layer had accumulated on the ground.

"wife! You should take care of yourself and be careful on the road! " Before long, the old man saw six people standing in front of him. He looked forward and said, "Ah! It turned out to be a Tibetan bodhisattva! Why is there all snow on your head? " So, the old man began to push the snow off the head of the Tibetan Bodhisattva. "The old man is going to sell hats in the street.

When the old man makes money, he will buy some glutinous rice to make rice cakes to support the bodhisattva. But now I have to use this snow to make snowballs to support the Bodhisattva. Please be patient with them first! "Say that finish, the old man picked up the snow on the ground, made snowballs, and put them in front of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

He prayed devoutly for a while. Seeing that it was getting late, he tidied up and hurried on his way. The old man came to the busy street.

At this time, the whole street is busy shopping for new year's goods. "come on Come on! And carrots and white radishes! And great fruits and vegetables! Everything, come and buy! " The sound of selling is one after another.

Looking at these vendors selling vegetables and rice, they shouted so hard that the old man also shouted, "Do you want to buy a good hat?" Come and buy it! Great hat! "Despite the old man's hard sales promotion, who will buy a hat on such a big night? After waiting for a long time, no one came. Almost everyone wears hats when they go out, because the snow is really heavy.

"alas! If you can't sell it like this, I don't even have to buy glutinous rice and vegetables and carrots. The old woman must be disappointed to see me go back empty-handed! " The old man sighed and looked at the hurried pedestrians in a daze, and there was nothing he could do.

That's it. I don't know how long I've been standing. The sun went down and the sky gradually darkened. Vendors selling rice and vegetables also closed their doors and prepared to go home for the New Year.

After a while, the pedestrians in the street gradually dispersed, leaving only the silent street. Disappointed and tired, the old man walked back to the road with thick snow.

At this time, the old man heard the sound of ringing the bell in the temple. "Dong! Hey! " The moon has also risen. "The bell of the temple rang and the year was over.

I hope next year will be a wonderful year. "The old man prayed silently in his heart.

The old man walked, walked and finally came to the village. When the old man looked up and saw the Tibetan Bodhisattva during the day, the snow covered their heads again.

So the old man stretched out his frozen hands and began to clear the snow from their heads one by one. At this time, the old man was hungry and had no strength at all. "Bodhisattva! The old man didn't sell any hats today. He wanted to buy some rice cakes to support you, but now he can't.

Please forgive me! Now there are only these hats left. If you don't mind, I'll put it on the bodhisattvas! "So the old man put on a hat and tied the belt for the Tibetan Buddha. But in the end, one was missing. The leaves given by the mouse are only enough to knit five hats. Now there are six bodhisattvas. What shall we do? Six Bodhisattvas are really a headache for the old people. What a headache.

The old man finally decided to take off the cloth from his head. When he took off his turban, it was already wet with snow.

"No way, I have to beg the Bodhisattva to be wronged." In this way, the heads of the six bodhisattvas don't have to be frozen by the snow, so the husband squatted on the ground, kneaded the snow into six snowballs and put them together.