Third grade composition event

1. How to write about things that happen around us in a third grade primary school essay

1. "You stay at home well, tell me where is the job your dad found for you." No, I have to work as a salesperson in some company..." Before my mother could finish her words, my brother retorted: "I like being a salesperson, I want to go!" Such a "war of words" started between my brother and my mother. Several times, my mother has always had a sad look on her face these days.

My dad found a job for my brother (he is a technical secondary school student and has not been assigned), but he doesn’t like it. He only likes to be a salesperson. In this way, my parents naturally Very worried. As soon as my brother left, my parents kept talking in front of me, as if everything was my fault, and I could only ignore what my parents said. In my heart, I felt that my brother was right. As a man , you need to have a job that you like, which can encourage individuals to better serve the society and the people.

The red sun was setting in the west, and my brother, wearing a beautiful suit and humming a little tune, entered the door. "Today's social atmosphere is not good, and there are many people who are dishonest. If you are a salesperson, and if you do not sell well, your boss will look down upon you. At worst, your wages will be withheld and you will be punished. But the customers will murmur that you are not selling well. Dao Si..." Before my mother finished her earnest words, my brother argued: "How could it be? There are still many good customers!" "Don't be happy so early, I'm afraid it will be too late to regret it by then!" Dad said sternly! said in a tone of voice.

"You don't need to worry about my affairs." My brother said impatiently, "I have my own sense of discretion!" "What... what did you say... you beast, get out of this house." "Don't ever come back to me again!" Dad pointed at the door with trembling fingers and yelled. My brother didn't say another word and left in anger.

Early the next morning, my parents received a note from my brother, which read: "Dad, Mom, you raised me since I was a child and you have done everything for me. It breaks my heart. Your kind child will never be forgotten, but I really don’t want you to treat me as a baby in the womb anymore. I don’t want to be a parasite in your belly. I have grown up and have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. The ability to make a living on my own, Mom and Dad, please let me choose my own career!" At some point, the notes in my parents' hands were soaked with something. When my brother returned home again, there was only warmth in the house.

There is no longer the smell of gunpowder. 2. Something happens around us. Things that happen around us every day are not always pleasant. Some are like dark clouds in the sky. Although the sun will disappear without a trace when it comes, one day it will still be there. It will appear again, making people feel uncomfortable.

Not long ago, there was a dark cloud constantly surrounding me. It was a Saturday afternoon. My friend asked me to do homework, so I started doing homework with him in my bedroom.

"Come on, come on, lend me your correction tape." "What are you doing? It's been three times, you're wasting it!" I turned my head and glanced at his notebook, and there was an answer question. The paper had been covered with a white quilt. He smiled sheepishly, frowned and said, "Why can't you figure it out? By the way, have you solved this question?" Yes.

I answered. Just when I was about to give him the notebook, I changed my mind and thought: No, I figured this out with great difficulty, and I would be in big trouble if I told him like this.

So, I immediately covered my homework, and then said, I don’t know how, I haven’t done it yet. He glanced at me, didn't say anything, just said to me, "Let's think about it together" and then buried his head again.

"I figured it out, I figured it out!" The next morning, he ran to my house happily and out of breath. As soon as I opened the door, he said excitedly: "I figured it out. I really figured it out.

"I pulled him into my bedroom and asked quickly: "What have you come up with? He quickly shook me and said, "That question yesterday!" "I said casually: "I have figured it out a long time ago^^^^^" Suddenly, I felt that something was wrong, and I accidentally said something out of my mouth.

I lowered my head and thought for myself I was ashamed of my original behavior, but when I raised my head, he didn’t mean to blame me, but smiled and said, “So you figured it out, that’s great. So do you understand? If you don’t understand, I’ll explain it to you. ”

I nodded immediately, and he pointed at the figure and started talking. I listened to him talk about the question that I already understood. After he explained it, I understood it even more. . Now, this dark cloud full of regret has gradually dispersed, and the sun behind the dark cloud is also like a piece of shining gold, attracting me, making me continue to work hard and strive towards him.

3. Many things have happened around me, some of which have been gradually forgotten as the years go by, but one thing is still very impressive to me. One morning during the summer vacation, I went to Xinhua Bookstore to read. .

At this time, it seemed that it was going to rain, and there was a strong wind. The trees on both sides of the road were blown by the wind. Suddenly, a strong wind blew the hat of the old man selling peanuts next to him. Gone.

This old man had some silver hair on his head. He was about sixty years old and his face was full of wrinkles. When I saw him, he volunteered and said: "Grandpa, let me help you chase him. "

After saying that, I took three steps at a time to catch up with my grandfather's hat. At this time, the wind stopped, and I couldn't help but secretly happy: God is really helping me! I quickly grabbed the hat and went back Run, when I ran back, panting heavily, the old man saw me and said distressedly: "Are you okay, good boy?"

I really need to thank you this time, you are really like a little Lei Feng! "I pulled the hat into Grandpa's arms and said, "Grandpa, you're welcome, this is what I should do. "The old man smiled and nodded.

'Rumble' It was going to rain. I hurriedly said to the old man: "Grandpa, it's going to rain. You should go home quickly." The old man stroked my head and said, "Okay, you should go home too!" My good boy! "Goodbye, grandpa!" ""goodbye! " I thought: I want to learn from Uncle Lei Feng! Do more good deeds! 4. In my mind, there are many personal experiences, but a small thing in life is still fresh in my memory and is unforgettable.

It was one day when I came home from late school. I walked home humming and jumping up and down. I pushed the door open and shouted: "Mom, I'm back!" "Hey, why is no one talking? My father is sitting on a chair smoking a cigarette, my mother is leaning on the sofa with a frown on her face, and my sister is also unhappy. It's difficult. 2. 200 words for a third grade essay to write about something

Open The gate of memory, let the river of memory flow trickling, many things come to mind together, some things have been blurred, but one thing makes me remember it freshly. It is touching, it is the refreshing sweet spring, drinking the sweet spring, our hearts become. Clear and bright; touching, it is the intoxicating sea breeze, feeling the sea breeze, our hearts become pure and spacious; touching, it is the heart-wrenching white snow, appreciating the white snow, our hearts become quiet and peaceful.

It was a Wednesday afternoon, and we were having the last class in the classroom. Suddenly, a gust of north wind blew, and a large dark cloud rushed from the sky. In an instant, heavy rain came from the sky. It poured down. I hurriedly reached out and touched my schoolbag. Oops, I forgot to bring an umbrella. At this moment, the school bell rang, and the sound of the bell mixed with the sound of rain outside, which confused my mood. It’s such a mess and I don’t know how to get home. “Dad won’t come back today and mom won’t get off work until 7 o’clock. What should I do? "I muttered in a low voice, "Damn it, God, it doesn't fall in the morning, it doesn't fall in the evening, but it falls at this time, what should I do? "I complained.

At this time, a classmate who didn't bring an umbrella like me secretly said that he was unlucky. Now I was much happier. I finally had a companion. I was about to ask her where she lived when I heard "Mom, you're here!" It turned out that this classmate’s mother was here. "I'm dizzy. I finally found a companion, but I left again." I had no choice but to swallow the bitterness in my stomach. I stood dazedly under the eaves in front of the school with my schoolbag on my back. The rain and the strong wind kept hitting my face and body, and my whole body was shaking. I kept thinking about looking far away, hoping to see the familiar figure.

"Hey! What are you doing, standing here?" I looked for my name, and it turned out to be my good friend Xie Mingjie. "I want you to take care of it." I deliberately looked into the distance and said disdainfully . "Hey, you didn't bring an umbrella, did you?" Xie Mingjie said with a sly smile, "It's none of your business." I was still being stubborn. "I'll take you home," Xiaoqin said after hesitating. "You, take me home?" I looked in disbelief. "Yes." Thanks, this is what I should do!" After saying that, we looked at each other and smiled.

Time flies like an arrow, and the sun and moon fly like a shuttle. Although it has been a long time since this incident, it still lingers in my mind and is unforgettable. 3. How to write a composition describing an event for third-grade primary school students

After hearing this, I kept my grandma’s words in mind. After bidding farewell to my father, mother and grandma, I rode towards the small garden. The more I rode, the better I got. Fast, like a happy bird. As I rode, I thought to myself: Look, how fast and well I ride, I will break the world record soon.

But there are unforeseen circumstances. Wind and cloud, just when I was feeling triumphant, my car was bumped by a pebble on the road, and it began to stagger and dance "disco". I also swayed, and all of a sudden, I was overturned... I sadly Looking at the bleeding wound, I really wanted to run home and ask my grandma to bandage it for me, but when I thought about grandma saying that it hurt from the fall and that they were irresponsible, I had no choice but to give up the idea. I found a bag from my pocket dejectedly. I took a napkin, wiped the blood from the wound, and then pushed the bicycle, limping home like a defeated rooster.

When I got home, my family saw me The injured on the leg asked me anxiously what happened. I told them everything in detail. Grandma smiled and nodded my forehead: "What a little fool! I was just joking with you. You Why are you taking it seriously! Come on, let me bandage it for you." After saying that, he took me to the small room to bandage the wound. 4. A third-grade essay about one thing

During the summer vacation, I was most impressed. One thing is that my mother took me to learn to swim.

As soon as I entered the swimming pool, wow! There are so many people in the swimming pool! grown ups. The kids were wearing all kinds of swimsuits. I saw happy smiles. The sound of water. The laughter mixed together like a beautiful symphony.

I put on the swimming ring and couldn't wait to get into the shallow water. The buoyancy of the water made me float on the surface. At this time, my mother dragged me. I started learning to swim, first with the movements of my hands and then my legs. My clumsy movements made people around me laugh, saying that I looked like a little penguin, how difficult it was! It seems that I can't learn to swim this summer vacation. I must learn to swim next summer vacation. Just wait, I won't let you laugh at me.

5. A third-grade composition about the story of our class, 200 words

Class story meeting This Wednesday afternoon class meeting, our class held a story meeting. Teacher Dong first wrote the words "story meeting" on the blackboard , and then asked: "Who prepared the story?" Many children raised their hands. The first person to appear was Chen Muxuan. She told the story of Sally and Xiaohua. After listening to her story, I was thinking: Why did Xiaohua not Will I get rabies? The second person to appear was Jin Ziyu. She told a story about a world of ice and snow. I thought: Her story mainly talks about how fire can bring warmth to people in a world of ice and snow. The stories of other children are also very interesting. I listened to them. Everyone was fascinated! Our class’s storytelling session was really lively! There were so many children telling stories, but I forgot the stories I prepared. It was such a pity. Later, Teacher Dong sent us "The World of Primary School Students". I thought this book was very interesting. 6. A 200-word third-grade essay about an incident

Open the gate of memory and let the river of memory flow. Many things come to mind at the same time. Some things are blurred, but there is one thing that makes me remember. Still new.

To be moved is the refreshing sweet spring. Drinking the sweet spring makes our hearts become clear and bright; to be moved is the intoxicating sea breeze. Feeling the sea breeze makes our hearts become pure and spacious; Touching is the heartbreaking white snow. Appreciating the white snow, our hearts become quiet and peaceful. It was a Wednesday afternoon and we were having the last class in the classroom.

Suddenly, a gust of north wind blew, and a large dark cloud rushed over from the sky. In an instant, heavy rain poured down from the sky.

I hurriedly reached out and touched my schoolbag. Oops, I forgot to bring an umbrella. At this moment, the school bell rang. The bell mixed with the sound of rain outside, which made me feel like a mess. I didn't know how to get home. "Dad won't come back today, and mom doesn't get off work until 7 o'clock. What should I do?" I muttered in a low voice, "Damn God, it doesn't rain in the morning, it doesn't rain in the evening, and it happens to rain at this time. What should I do?" I complained. One sentence.

At this time, a classmate who did not bring an umbrella like me secretly said that he was unlucky. Now I am much happier. I finally have a companion. I was about to ask her where she lives, but I just heard " Mom, you’re here!” It turned out to be this classmate’s mother. "I'm dizzy. I finally found a companion, but I left again."

I had to swallow the bitterness in my stomach. I stood dazedly under the eaves in front of the school with my schoolbag on my back. The rain and the strong wind kept hitting my face and body, and my whole body was shaking. I kept thinking about looking far away, hoping to see the familiar figure.

"Hey! What are you doing, standing here?" I looked for my name, and it turned out to be my good friend Xie Mingjie. "I want you to take care of it." I deliberately looked into the distance and said disdainfully . "Hey, you didn't bring an umbrella, did you?" Xie Mingjie said with a sly smile, "It's none of your business." I was still being stubborn.

"Let me take you home," Xiaoqin hesitated and said. "You, take me home?" I looked in disbelief.

"Yes." Yes!" After saying that, we looked at each other and smiled. Time flies like an arrow, and the sun and moon fly like a shuttle.

Although it has been a long time since this incident, it still lingers in my mind and is unforgettable.

7. The most common problems encountered by third-grade primary school students when learning to write compositions

The main problems are: 1. Since they are only in the third grade, some word meanings and glyphs are not well understood, and it is easy to misuse words and typos, etc. 2. Review the question. Reviewing the question is the key. You must understand the writing requirements: whether it is narrative or description, writing about people or things, and make sure not to stray from the topic. 3. Center (theme). The center is the soul of the article. If there is a problem, it is easy to fail. You should be careful Review the topic, make a good draft, keep the center (theme) you want to express in mind in advance, and make sure not to stray from the topic when writing. 4. Writing style comes from the accumulation of literature in life. 5. Beginning and end. The beginning is the eye of the article and is the center of the article. The hat should not be too big or too small. The end is a summary of the article. Different endings have different functions. Dear, I put them on one by one. Don’t live up to my efforts. If it is helpful to you, please tell me as soon as possible. Come back, all your wishes come true! ,. 8. The third grade composition "Unforgettable Things"

Unforgettable Things

In my mind, there are many unforgettable things, but there is one thing that makes me unforgettable the most. , that was my first time cooking.

It was last summer. I came home from school at noon. As soon as I got home, I shouted loudly: "Who is cooking today? I am starving to death." When I walked to the restaurant, I realized that my parents were not there. I was anxious and saw a note on the dining table, which said: "Son, we are not coming back today. You can cook and eat by yourself." When I saw this note, I thought to myself: "Humph! Isn't it just cooking? Who can't do it? Today I will show them my hands." What should I do? Just make my favorite egg noodles.

I first brought two eggs. Holding the eggs in my left hand, I fixed the bowl with my right hand and knocked it hard on the bowl. I smashed the eggs and the yolks spilled on my hands. I had no choice but to crack it again. I took another egg in my hand and learned the lesson from last time. This time I cracked the egg a little harder and it hit the bowl. I danced happily. Then, after stirring vigorously, I started kneading the noodles. When the noodles were ready, I cut them with a kitchen knife. I cut the noodles on the left and right, leaving me with a mess. After the noodles were cut, I After turning on the induction cooker and the water inside boiled, I put the eggs and noodles in and cooked them together. After waiting for seven or eight minutes, the noodles were ready. In the middle of this, I turned on the TV and started watching my favorite TV series. After a while, I walked to the restaurant and saw that the noodles were already cooked. I quickly poured the noodles into the bowl. Fortunately, it was not bad and I could still eat it. I heard my dad say that adding some vinegar and chili pepper would make it taste better, so I added some vinegar and chili pepper, and finally I tasted my "masterpiece". Yeah, it's not bad but a little spicy. I nodded proudly and still ate the noodles I made in my mouth. When mom and dad come back and try my noodles, they will be so happy.

This is my unforgettable first time. I would laugh out loud every time I think about it. What about you?