Primary school composition 700 words

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After school, I opened the door and saw my parents buy a big rooster from the market.

Its red cockscomb is like a blooming cockscomb. Small eyes, but sparkling, sharp and hard mouth, pecking sound. Feathers are as white as snow, legs are thick and claws are sharp.

As soon as it's time for dinner, the rooster comes with the "child". The "children" scrambled to grab the rice grains, while the rooster stood by, reluctant to eat. When he got some rice grains, he called hens and chickens to eat. After eating, he led the chicken to find food.

In the evening, the sun is about to set. The rooster let the other chickens into the nest first, and stood by the door like a commander in chief. Roosters are cute when they are asleep, and they snore. Let other animals hear it and be too scared to go near it.

Hey! The cock fights, so natural and unrestrained! Stand up, hold your neck high, the red crown on your head is trembling, the dark green tail is high, and you stand on the ground with a pair of powerful yellow claws for a while, and your eyes are still looking at me shrewdly for a while. Really like a mighty "man".

Every morning, just before dawn, the rooster held his head high, straightened his chest, let go of his loud voice and shouted "whoa, whoa, whoa", which woke me up while I was still sleeping. It seems to say, "big slacker, it's dawn, get up and go to school." As soon as I heard its cry, I put on my clothes in a hurry. I have been on time for school every time since I had this big rooster.

Every day after school, the first thing to do is to feed the rooster. Grabbed a handful of corn to feed it, and it looked up warily while pecking, and made a "goo goo" cry from time to time. Then my father asked me to cut some vegetable leaves, mix them with corn flour and feed them, and soon they were all eaten up. Mother cut the leaves to feed it, and it cooed again. The rooster is more energetic after eating, walking on the ground for a while, jumping on the board for a while, and pulling up feces at will. Mother saw that her clean floor was dirty and shouted angrily, "Kill it!" " "I pleaded," The rooster is so beautiful, don't kill it, let it spend the next year with us. "Dad said quickly," Let's make an apple basket and give it a home. " So mom stopped clamoring for murder. In this way, day after day, we have established a deep friendship with the rooster.

Since then, I have been crowing every day, or going out to school, or helping my mother with housework. Now the rooster has become my "living clock".

The Spring Festival has passed, although there is a delicious food missing from the festival banquet, the rooster has added a lot of fun to my spiritual life.

The primary school composition is 700 words and 2 nights, with depth. In the silent night, everyone is intoxicated in a sweet dream. I lay in my little bed, enjoying the peace of this moment comfortably. Suddenly, I felt a bright light on my face, forcing me to open my eyes. I rubbed my sore eyes and looked around, trying to find the source of light. At this moment, I found a golden light flashing on the wall in front of me. I walked over and put my hand on the wall. I feel a strange power, which seems to attract me and call me. I can't help but take a step forward and come to another world behind the wall with full curiosity.

As soon as I set foot on this land, I saw a gray sky and collapsed buildings; I heard deafening missiles and people crying in despair. Ah! What's going on here? Is there a war? I looked around in surprise. There are flying saucers in the sky. What happened? Just as I was wondering, a missile suddenly came at me quickly. I didn't have time to dodge, and my mind went blank. I thought I was going to die, and my heart was pounding with fear. At this critical moment, suddenly a stranger took my hand and pulled me aside. When I saw a soldier, I heard him say, "Don't die, hide in the basement over there!" " "I looked at the direction of his finger and immediately ran to the basement to hide.

When I went in, I found there were many people here, too. I asked an aunt, "Aunt, what year is this year?" "ah! Son, are you scared silly? This year is 2 1 15. " Ah! I have crossed it. I thought to myself. I asked again, "Why do aliens attack the earth?" "alas!" Aunt sighed. "It's our fault, too!" We humans always throw rubbish everywhere, which destroys environmental sanitation. Moreover, because the exhaust of cars and the black smoke from factories pollute the air, the air quality drops, and a good earth is destroyed by us. Aliens don't think we humans deserve to dominate the world, so they come to attack the earth and drive us out of here. ""Oh, I see. " I said.

"Boom!" A loud noise pulled me back from my thoughts. I asked, "What's the matter?" "No, aliens are coming in, and the basement is falling down. Let's run! " A soldier ran in and shouted. "Ah-!" People rushed out in a mess. I was pushed behind because of my short stature. Suddenly, a huge slate fell from above me, and I fainted with fear.

When I woke up again, I found myself lying in bed. Touching my forehead, I found that it was all cold sweat. All this turned out to be just a dream, a frightening but deeply experienced dream, and I still feel my heart pounding. How peaceful and stable everything is now. I want to say to people: "Please protect our environment and our' homeland' from now on, let the war disappear and make the world peaceful ..."

Goodbye, my alma mater, Gao Zhihao from Class 4, Grade 6, No.1 Primary School, Bincheng District, Shandong Province. Today is a special day. Today is the day of parting. This is my last day of walking and having fun at my alma mater. Tomorrow, I will leave my alma mater and become a guest of the first primary school in Bincheng District.

In the classroom, the students are writing their classmates' records in a hurry. At this moment, time seems more precious than anything else. Everyone is seizing every second and writing news every minute. However, time is ruthless, 35 minutes passed quickly, and we walked towards the school gate with heavy steps. Suddenly, I stopped, as if I had taken root in the ground and couldn't walk any further. I turned around and started my last walk at school.

I walked on the playground in the west of the school and looked at the black and white runway, thinking that I had participated in the sports meeting in the fifth grade. My events are 200 meters and 400 meters long-distance running. At that time, I was a rookie and ran last. At that time, I felt so humiliated that I really wanted to wear that memory away. But now it seems that it has become my most precious memory.

As our graduates have left school and other students are studying hard, I have to cross the side of the teaching building. When I walked out of this narrow and clean path, a tall building came into view. That's the laboratory building. I have participated in many activities in the laboratory building, including "Gan" English contest and "June 1st" program performance. Looking back today, I feel extremely proud of myself as a child.

At this time, God cried, and sad tears dripped down. I held up my umbrella, and the sound of ticking accompanied me into the health zone we managed this year. There are two sculptures in the sanitary area. They reminded me that I had been The monitor on duty since the sixth grade. Every time it's my turn to clean the sanitation area, I always sweep it clean and spotless. When we leave school, I hope this vibrant land is still clean!

Go, it's a magnificent teaching building. In the teaching building, I grew from an ignorant child to a qualified student. Isn't it because of the sweat of teachers?

Turning right, I walked into a path again. I know, this path is the way to the school gate. I walked forward sadly, surrounded by small trees, grass and flowers saying goodbye to me. Unconsciously, I came to the school gate. I sighed, turned around and looked at the magnificent teaching building, the wide playground, the tall experimental building and the clean sanitary area. I recalled my unforgettable six-year primary school life, and tears rolled down my cheeks. I made up my mind to step out of school with the encouragement of raindrops.

Sue, I remember that half a year ago, we met and wrote with you because we supported you.

Then get to know each other bit by bit, laugh together and tease together.

However, a few days ago, at the end of last month, you returned here.

You told me I was back. I was really happy at that time, but you didn't seem to have any plans for us to meet, so I had to give up.

It's better to miss each other than to meet.

Then, not long after, your screen name became this temporary seal.

Then, your personality tag asked everyone to pull you into the water, and you said that this number would never come again.

Anyway, you keep a diary: goodbye.

What was described in it really made me cry.

You are a single-parent family. I remember once your personality sign said: If I say my dad is just a farmer, how many people will be willing to make friends with me?

Even if the whole world turns its back on you, I'm willing to get close to you.

At that time, my heart answered you like this.

You said you knew many friends, but few of them were sincere to you.

You say, I am me. You can walk away if you don't like it. I don't insist.

You said that no brother would come to pick me up for my birthday.

But why don't you remember me? How can you disappear completely without saying hello?

I didn't do anything in the graduation exam. I locked myself in my room, surfed the Internet, drank water and cried nervously.

Seeing your head shine, I said, I failed the exam. What should I do? What should I do?

Say, what can I do? It's okay, you can't pass the exam. I will marry you.

I smiled at the computer, and I was particularly moved by the smile.

A man in a group in the same city added me and promised to give me 200 thousand to go with him.

I refused, very firmly. That man is still stubborn. Later, I want to ask you what to do. You told me a lot. Finally, you say, girl, don't associate with people blindly, or you will have no place to argue with others.

I really think you are great.

Later, someone in the group said that he wanted me to be his girlfriend. I said I have a boyfriend. He said you gave me the photo, but I said no. Later, I sent yours. Men scold you and say that you are not a man or a woman.

I used all the dirty and ugly words accumulated in the past 14 years to scold the past and tell you.

You asked for his QQ number, and finally the man said, you don't even look at what she said. You are brave enough to say, we are together. What am I looking at?

Finally, you said you wouldn't give you any photos in the future, and you called people names again.

This is where we parted, right?

Having written so much, I just want to say: If you come back, I will tell you that I love you. With my greatest courage and confidence, I tell the world that Su Xuan is mine! I love him!

Su Xuan, I love you.

New Year's Day is the most anticipated and happiest day for our children. You can wear new clothes and hats, buy new year's goods, set off firecrackers and watch the Spring Festival Gala. ...

On the morning of New Year's Eve, my family went to the supermarket in my hometown to buy new year's goods. As soon as I entered the hall, I saw a sea of people around me. Mom said, "Let's buy food first, and then go to the daily necessities section to buy daily necessities. Say that finish, we got on the elevator and came to the food area on the third floor. On the third floor, all kinds of drinks came into view. I carefully selected my favorite orange juice and coke and put them in the shopping cart. Mother bought melon seeds, peanuts and other foods, and the smell of bread came to the nose. We came to the pastry section, and I couldn't wait to get two bags of milk toast. Dad went to the special section to buy several barrels of oil, and grandma went to the cold drink section to buy me a lot of delicious food, such as my favorite ice cream. The shopping cart is full in an instant.

It's already noon when I come out of my hometown supermarket. We quickly prepared a New Year's Eve dinner. My mother chopped jiaozi, my father and my sister rolled jiaozi, and my grandmother and I wrapped jiaozi together. I said I would compete with my grandmother to see who wrapped jiaozi well. As a result, jiaozi wrapped by my grandmother was "full of energy", while jiaozi wrapped by me was like a frost-beaten eggplant-withered, so I had to give up. Dad said, "I suggest wrapping a piece of candy in jiaozi. Whoever eats is the luckiest person in our family this year. " After that, he wrapped a piece of sugar in the dumpling skin. I thought to myself: I hope it must be me!

In the evening, we have dinner and watch the Spring Festival Gala. This year's Spring Festival Gala includes crosstalk, sketches, songs and dances. What I like best are sketches and cross talks. Not only interesting, but also interesting. I was eating jiaozi. Suddenly, I tasted the sweetness in my mouth. I cried out in surprise, ah, I ate sugar dumplings! Hearing my crying, everyone looked at me with envy. Congratulations: Ding Ding, you are the luckiest person in our family this year. Don't mention how happy you are. At twelve o'clock, my sister and I went out to shoot. Put a 20xx firecracker first. There will be small fireworks in the back. There are: bees, big butterflies, fireworks, Scud missiles, big Raytheon, open doors, colorful beads … all kinds. I found a problem when setting off fireworks. Why do you always see light first and then hear sound? I asked my mother a question. My mother said, "Because the speed of light is faster than the speed of sound, the sound is only 340 meters per second, and the speed of light is 300,000 kilometers per second!" " I nodded puzzled and said, "Mom is so smart." "Because mom reads a lot! Read more books and you will gain a lot of knowledge. " "I will read more books in the future."

The new year has come, so we should be more sensible and study hard when we are one year older. Be a useful person to family and society.

It's sunny in Wan Li and cloudless in Wan Li today. When I came to Shan Ye, I looked up and saw this high mountain standing on the right side of the Lijiang River. The mountain soars into the sky. Looking up, I almost lost my hat. On this side of the mountain, there is a cliff, as if someone had cut it in half with a sledgehammer, steep and straight. Clouds swam on his face, and goshawk circled around his waist. Looking down, there is only a line of ink left by the old man fishing on the bamboo raft on the river.

In the wilderness, students are laughing happily, dragging a lot of green bristlegrass, laughing and chasing … What are you doing? It turns out that the students in the composition class are on an autumn outing.

The cool autumn wind mixed with several fallen leaves swept across the grass, and the green bristlegrass surged like waves, one after another. Looking along the sloping direction of the grass, we can occasionally see grasshoppers jumping in the grass, or students put forward to catch grasshoppers. "ah! Caught it. " Cai Xiao quickly put the grasshopper in her hand into the plastic bag. Then, the students all caught the grasshopper.

Seeing that there were almost no grasshoppers nearby, Xiao Yang suggested going to play "Rolling Hillside". I saw him wrapped his head in a coat and holding his head in his hand, forming a ball. "One, two, three!" Several students shouted and pushed him down the hillside. His chubby body rolled down like a ball. Xiao Yang didn't stop until he reached the hillside. She tore off the clothes wrapped around her head and shouted, "How exciting!" Some hay stuck to him, but he smiled happily without care. The students were encouraged to join the game one after another. They compete in groups. Students are like bugs and big eggs in a box. After the roll, everyone was dizzy and couldn't get up on the ground.

The teacher came up to me gently, patted me on the shoulder and asked kindly, "Xiao Liu, why don't you try?" I shrink my neck, hesitate, and squeeze out a forced smile: "No need …" In fact, I really want to participate! But I was weak since I was a child and always lazy like a sick cat. I can't even think about such strenuous exercise. Facing the smiling faces of my classmates, I can only watch them enjoying the joy of blending with nature.

It's all my mother's fault. She always treats me like an emperor. You can't do this or that. Once, I wanted to go out for a walk and was pulled back. So, I made up my mind-I can't be so lazy anymore. Anyway, I must be healthy!

After the autumn outing, we left our laughter there and brought back beautiful memories of autumn scenery all over the mountain. On the way, we bought some chrysanthemums from the flower shop as a souvenir. The chrysanthemums in the sun are full of vitality and particularly beautiful!

Although this autumn outing left me a lot of regrets, I brought back the same unforgettable memories and gains, which are more precious than anything else.

In today's class, it seems particularly depressing. There is no previous reading sound, and there is no usual red-faced argument. Everyone felt very sad, because Wang Ming's father died when he was a child, and his mother died yesterday, leaving only him and his sister.

What a heavy blow this is! When the child needed maternal love, the mother left him prematurely because of cancer. This is the future life of Wang Ming and his sister!

In our class, happiness belongs not to one person, but to the whole class. The pain of losing Wang Ming's mother's love is not only his own, but the pain of the whole class. Wang Ming came in from outside. He wore a black veil on his arm and his eyes were red and swollen. He trudged into the classroom step by step. Everyone looked up at him and looked at him sitting in his seat. The whole morning, the whole class was particularly heavy.

At noon, after lunch, everyone gathered around Wang Ming. Someone looked at him with comforting eyes, someone hesitated and sighed, and someone stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. Wang Ming stood up, walked to the door of the classroom, looked back at everyone, smiled at everyone and went out. This is not an ordinary smile, but a forced smile when a child loses his mother's love. In order to comfort everyone, he is afraid of affecting his classmates' study. This smile means that he can survive. I firmly believe that he will survive.

Everyone sat in silence for a long time, and suddenly someone said, "Let's donate money to Wang Ming!" " "Everyone replied with one voice:" Yes! All of us must provide for his graduation. "Ten cents, twenty cents, fifty cents, one yuan ... paper money was put in Wang Ming's pencil box. When Wang Ming came back, he looked at the money in his pencil box and at his classmates. They all smiled at him.

In the first class in the afternoon, many people put money on Wang Ming's desk and a notebook. Wang Ming opened his notebook. There is such a famous saying in the notebook: "Life is not a happy dinner, but a struggle and tribulation; Struggle again and suffer again. " There are also precious words from classmates in the book. With tears in his eyes, Wang Ming wrote at the end of his notebook: "I am a member of Class 6 (1), and my heart will be one with fifty-three hearts ..."

At this moment, I felt an invisible force, that is love. When Wang Ming was frustrated, the whole class warmed his already cold heart with a heart of gold. What I see is not fifty-four students, but fifty-four hearts of gold, closely linked together. ...

Primary school composition 700 words 8 Hi! Hello, I'm from Zhao Yi, Henan Province. I'm glad to have the opportunity to introduce myself to you. I am unfortunate and honored!

When I first named my name, my parents had a hard time. "Yi" is interpreted as "beauty" in the dictionary, but just this word has made many jokes. People who don't know this word call me Zhao Yi (Wei), but when I registered my hukou book, my aunt took the initiative to add a sum to me, and Yi became a loser, making me uncertain which one was correct every time I participated in the competition.

I am a charming girl in life. I like making friends and participating in various activities. However, I am also a typical good girl, who likes reading, drawing and being alone. People often say that girls have dual personalities, which is very clear to me. My biggest hobby, as I said just now, is reading. I think reading makes me happy. Actually, I feel full. Every time I chat with my friends, my friends look at me with adoration. Not to mention how happy I am. But at home, I was a "rabbit" and paid a heavy price. Once the whole family ate hot pot together. I was watching Little Peas by the Window. My mother said, "You put your own ingredients and I'll cut the vegetables." I took the book and mixed the soup. The result is ripe. I just took a bite and it came out. My sister quit on the spot and severely criticized me. I cried for a long time and ignored her for several days. Another time, I went to the bathroom and took a book by the way, so I was unconsciously immersed in it that my brother didn't hear me knocking at the door outside. Finally, as soon as I got out of the bathroom, my brother ran to my mother crying. Then she said, "My sister never came out. I couldn't hold it, so I peed my pants." Mom looked at us strangely, helpless, loving and funny.

Of course, nobody is perfect. I am the second laziest person in our family, next to my father. I especially like staying in bed. Whoever won't let me sleep, I won't stop arguing. I remember that night, because I got up too late in the morning and went to bed in the afternoon, so I couldn't sleep. At night 1 1 half past ten, I was in a state of excitement, and my brother snored everywhere, so I said to my mother, "Mom, why have I always lost sleep recently!" He was speechless and said to me, "I slept too little." That night, my mother and I were very excited. My mother is immersed in memories of the past, and I am immersed in my mother's story. I took my sister and listened to us until 2 o'clock. Then I got a little sleepy. The next day, when I woke up, it was already noon 12: 00. My sister shook her head helplessly: "I will never change."

This is me, a sunny and lovely, and a little lazy. Would you like to make friends with me?

Primary school composition 700 words 96 years of primary school life in less than 3 weeks passed. Looking at the familiar teaching building, I will be gone in three weeks. If someone asks me, who will you forget most when I leave my alma mater? I will not hesitate to answer: "of course it is a teacher. Teacher Lin has worked hard for our classmates for three years. "

Teacher Lin has good eyesight. She can not only see things clearly, but also see every student's heart clearly. Although she is not much different from ordinary people, she is so tall and burly in my eyes. I don't know how old Miss Lin is. The wrinkles on her forehead take up a small part of her face. I know that most of her wrinkles are for us to stay up late to correct our homework, but in my heart, Lin

In every class, Mr. Lin can tell the dead text vividly. Let's write out the main contents of each text first. Teacher Lin patiently commented on the students that Teacher Lin would not let us become bookworms, but would tell us the writing background of each text and the author's life materials. Before each exam, Mr. Lin will use a class time to repeat the text, tell the key points and difficulties, and speak patiently until the classmates get together.

Teacher Lin's eyes can talk and express everything in my heart. If a student uploads a note in class and is seen by Mr. Lin's sharp eyes, Mr. Lin will "look" at the two students who pass the note with his own eyes, as if to say, "I've got to the point, why are you still passing the note?" The two students sat up straight at once. At this time, Mr. Lin looked at the two students with a sly smile, as if to say, "That's right, correct your mistakes and be a good boy."

Once, when Mr. Lin was in class, I suddenly remembered the eraser I just bought this morning and couldn't help but touch the eraser in my schoolbag. At this time, Mr. Lin found out and said angrily, "What are you doing?" Seeing and hearing the teacher's eyes, I understand that it is wrong to make small moves in class. My hand immediately stopped making small moves, picked up a pen and devoted myself to writing notes. Miss Lin smiled and nodded when she saw me writing class notes.

Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night. This sentence is specially used to describe teachers. Teacher Lin, like a silkworm, taught us what he had learned all his life. I want to say something like this to Teacher Lin: "Thank you, Teacher Lin!"