Tell me about my own composition.

With the rapid development of network and virtual social interaction, more and more people like to post on social platforms to vent their small emotions and share their feelings. What kind of talk is unique? The following is what I arranged for you, telling you my own composition for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

Tell you my own composition 1 Everyone has his own unique personality, which is irreplaceable by anyone. The colorful life is more exciting because of his personality. Of course, I have my own personality, which makes my life more interesting. My character can be expressed in two words: stingy! Last summer, my family went to Sanmen Island for a trip. The seafood there is really delicious! So my mother said to buy a few Jin of conch meat and try it at home. We went to the seafood monopoly market and went shop by shop.

When we walked into a shop, mother asked, "How much is a kilo of snails?" How much is it per kilogram 100 yuan? The shopkeeper came forward with a smile. Do you want to give me a kilo? I can't breathe. What's the value of this? Obviously, you want to blackmail! My mother and I ran into the second shop. I asked: How much is this snail meat? 80 yuan is a kilo. The shopkeeper didn't look up. Hum! I am not happy again. What kind of attitude is this? Have you ever paid attention to customers? I walked out of the store for another morning. Just buy a catty for 50 yuan.

I'm exhausted! Mom shouted at the back. Seeing that my mother was tired, I said: You go back to the hotel and give me 40 yuan, and I will buy it for you! I look in good spirits. It is worthwhile to spend less 10 yuan! My mother had no choice but to throw it to me and leave 50 yuan. See another store that says "45 yuan/Gold". I said to the boss: Little sister, can you buy a catty of this snail for 40 yuan? Our price is already very low! But I only have 40 yuan, boss, you can sell me a catty! Oh, forget it, 40 is 40! . Ha ha! It worked. Luckily, my mother gave me some money, otherwise I couldn't have lied. Back at the hotel, my father praised me as a small economist. I am who I am. Would you like to make friends with me?

Let me tell you something about my own composition. Look, a little boy appears in the mirror. He is tall, with black hair, bright eyes under heavy eyebrows and a glib tongue. This is none other than me. My name is Xin Jiajia. I'm fourteen years old and I'm in the first grade of junior high school in Hangzhou Wenhai Experimental School. Although somewhat introverted, but approachable, love to make friends, actively answer questions in class. I have many hobbies: playing table tennis, reading books and watching TV ... but my biggest feature is that I love thinking very much. After a math class, the teacher gave us a difficult Olympic math problem. At first, I was full of confidence. I saw the meaning of the question clearly, analyzed it, and wrote the answer after three times five divided by two. But I checked that the answer was wrong, and I was confused. Time kills everything. Walking on the quiet path after school, the bleak wind raged relentlessly.

I was still thinking about that problem when I was on the road, but I didn't notice a huge pillar in front. As a result, I can imagine that I bumped into a big pillar with a big bag on my head and suddenly felt that there were many stars. Suddenly, it seems that I was hit by a pillar, and my mind suddenly opened and I thought of a solution to the problem. I ran home happily, but I had forgotten the pain. Although I love thinking, I should also combine work and rest. In my spare time, I like playing table tennis best, and my skills are good.

In primary school, after finishing my homework every afternoon, I will go to the ball room with my classmates to play ball. One blow, one spin, one draw, that's my trick. I like serving spin balls best. As long as you spin the ball, others will be like ants in your pants. Of course, no one is perfect, and I also have many shortcomings: picky eaters, too vain ... but I will try my best to correct my shortcomings, carry forward my advantages and be positive. That's who I am. Do you know me now? Want to make friends with me? My contact information is ... Well, time is limited. Goodbye.

Tell you something about my own composition. Dear friends, we are destined to enter Chaoyang International Experimental School for junior high school together and become classmates. You and I are new acquaintances, and we don't know each other very well. In order to get along well, help each other and make progress together, let's introduce ourselves first.

My name is Chen Ao. I was born the day after the opening of the Sydney Olympic Games in 20 ××××. I am 12 years old, with a height of 154 cm and a weight of 36 kg. I have black hair, bright eyes and two big ears.

My favorite sport is running, my favorite person is a teacher, and my favorite dishes are cabbage and radish. I love reading books, especially comic books, children's picture books and popular science books. I also like writing. I prefer to write science fiction stories and fairy tales. I like making friends. People say I am gentle, straightforward, kind and easy to get along with.

I have many shortcomings. Mom said I was sloppy, sweeping the floor like a painting, and I couldn't wipe the table. Dad scolded me for being careless and having a poor memory. "My heart was taken away by the dog." The teacher criticized me for scribbling, "like chicken feet."

I also have a big shortcoming, that is, I am timid and don't look like a man.

Let me tell you a little story.

My home is on the fourth floor. One night there was a sudden power outage, and the corridor was dark and opaque. I went upstairs to go home, my heart was pounding and I felt very nervous.

Suddenly, I heard a rustling sound. No one else is walking in the stairwell. I don't know what is at work, which scares me into a cold sweat.

I bumped into my door and knocked on the door. Grandpa opened the door and heard me panting. He quickly asked me, "What's the matter?"

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead and replied, "A ghost!"

Grandpa took me into the house and smiled and said to me, "There are no ghosts in the world, only a few mice. I saw them when I went upstairs just now. "

People use "as timid as a mouse" to describe cowardice. You said, I'm even afraid of mice. Am I a timid person?

I really want to turn this ugly duckling into a swan. I hope everyone will criticize and help more.