A 500-word essay about new things

"Fresh! Fresh! So fresh!" Do you know what is so fresh? Ha ha! The following is a new thing composition I compiled for you, welcome to read. Chapter 1: A new thing

"Fresh! Fresh! So fresh!" Do you know what is so new? Ha ha!

Having been with my aunt for more than ten years, I just now discovered that my aunt doesn’t know how to shop online. So I decided to teach my aunt how to shop online.

In the morning, my grandfather and I came to my aunt’s house. My aunt had already prepared the computer and was waiting for my arrival. I opened the webpage, typed in the word Taobao, then opened Taobao, logged into the account registered by my aunt, and then I could choose the products I liked. After choosing for a long time, my aunt finally selected a product - a scarf. I clicked to buy, and then said, "Look, you have to click to buy first." The aunt nodded and kept saying: "Click to buy, click to buy." She was afraid of forgetting. I clicked on the color that my aunt liked again, and then said, "Pick a color from here." My aunt asked, "I can choose any one I like, right?" I nodded. I clicked on the online bank card again - Shanghai Pudong Development Bank. Said: "Click on the online bank card to pay." After hearing this, my aunt said: "Oh - I know, I asked your sister to teach me, but she was annoyed and refused." Then I clicked on the delivery address again. , entered the address of my aunt’s home. Finally confirming the payment, I said, "That's it. It's actually very simple. If my mother hadn't been shopping online and I kept looking at it, I wouldn't be able to do it now." My aunt smiled and said, "It's really simple. I still don't know how to do it now." I just found out!" I was worried, so I asked my aunt to choose another product and try to buy it myself. Unexpectedly, it went smoothly, and I finally felt relieved.

I suddenly discovered: Things that I have never tried are sometimes difficult or easy. If you don’t try, how can you know whether it is difficult or easy? Chapter 2: A new thing

Although my grandfather is a doctor with "skilled medical skills and rich experience", he is a "patient with high blood pressure and diabetes". The blood pressure measured All are above 10, which is a dangerous number. Grandma repeatedly told him to eat less meat and exercise more, but Grandpa pretended not to hear.

Grandpa likes to "have a drink" before dinner. This habit made grandma very anxious, and she cried anxiously afterwards, secretly wiping her tears aside. This scene was seen by the grandfather who had not listened to grandma's advice for a long time. He seemed to have an idea and put away the wine glass.

The next day, grandma woke up before six o'clock, only to find that grandpa was missing. Breakfast was already prepared on the table. Grandma used to prepare it. I thought: Who is this? Sister Angel has done a good job! But grandma already has the answer in her mind: Grandpa may have listened to grandma’s advice, and grandpa must have made all these breakfasts! Thinking of this, I only heard the sound of the door opening. Grandpa walked in while moving his hands and exercising his muscles. "Did you enjoy breakfast?" "Where have you been?" Grandma asked doubtfully. Grandpa smiled with a red face, "Go and exercise." Buying groceries!" Grandma laughed, and said mockingly in authentic Suzhou dialect, "You have to live to this age to know that you have to help buy groceries and take care of your body." "A dog biting Lu Dongbin is not a good person! Humph!"

Grandpa insisted on exercising every day and stopped "having a drink" every day. Grandpa actually got rid of the bad habits of 30 or 40 years, which is really amazing. People are happy. When grandma took grandpa's blood pressure again, it dropped to 7. I really hope grandpa will always be like this.

This new thing makes everyone in the family feel happy and hope that this new thing will become an eternal thing. Chapter 3: A new thing

I recently went to Tongjing Park. I am a frequent visitor there, but unlike before, I discovered a strange and new thing.

When I was walking on the sidewalk, I casually lowered my head and took a look.

Huh? Why are there so many mushrooms next to the tree roots? I was confused, so I looked for my dad who was watching the fish. When my dad saw it, he was also dumbfounded. How could there be mushrooms in this park?

We continued to walk forward, and from time to time we would find clusters of mushrooms again. I squatted down and observed them carefully: they were roughly the same shape as common mushrooms, except that , it is not as dull as ordinary mushrooms, but is very clean and bright, and the surface looks very smooth. The bottom surface of the upper part of the mushroom is ridged, as if many small blades are inserted on it. Each one is about a few centimeters tall, very tempting!

Is it a poisonous mushroom? I couldn't help but wonder.

When I got home, I turned on the computer: it turned out to be poisonous mushrooms! Moreover, there are so few of these mushrooms that you can hardly see them. They are distributed in very warm areas. They dry up quickly after they grow. They must not be touched. They will be poisonous if touched or used. They will cause itching all over the body for a long time, but once the toxicity passes, the itching will no longer occur. Causing coma or death.

Yeah! I discovered poisonous mushrooms, this is so new! I want to make a sign and put it there, saying: Beware of poison! Please do not pick! Chapter 4: A new thing

Yesterday, for the first time in my life, I peeked through the window at the house opposite.

It was about eight o'clock in the morning when I heard loud gongs and drums outside. At first I thought there was some kind of activity going on in the community, but then I listened more carefully and it didn't sound like it, because the gongs and drums were not loud. It is moving, and there is the sound of tapping wooden fish in the middle. I looked out the window and saw that the people selling water downstairs were still busy minding their own business, and there was no one else around. The road in front of the community is very narrow. There is a kindergarten on one side of the road and shops on the other side. The sound does not seem to be coming from the road in front of the community. So where did this sound come from?

I observed for a long time, and suddenly found something strange about a house on the fourth floor opposite. I got my glasses and put them on, and studied them carefully for a long time, and finally I was convinced that the sound came from that room. Through the window, I saw many candles lit in the room and graceful figures. One of the women was wearing red clothes. I really couldn't figure out what they were doing.

The people who occasionally passed by downstairs seemed to ignore the deafening sound of gongs, trumpets, and the sound of wooden fish mixed in. It seemed that I was the only one curious about this matter. I tried to take a camera to take pictures of the people on the other side, but I made a few gestures and decided to give up. I was worried about being discovered by others. Finally, I couldn't help my curiosity and posted a post on the Sky Forum to seek answers.

Someone replied to me that it was a Taoist priest catching ghosts. Is that true? unknown. The sounds that intrigued me finally disappeared at five o'clock in the afternoon. Chapter 5: A new thing

Dad usually likes to sleep and watch TV when he has nothing to do. He doesn’t even know where the trash can is. Today he took the initiative to become a "big chef". Do you think it is new? Fresh?

Today, my mother went to work overtime. My father got up early and went straight to the market. He bought a lot of red, yellow, green...all kinds of vegetables. I saw it and was curious. Talking to myself: "Hey, dad, who is known as the "lazy cat", why did you do housework quietly today?" I asked my dad with questions: "Dad, what did you do today..." Dad didn't When he spoke, he just smiled mysteriously and got busy.

Dad put on his apron and held a copy of "The Encyclopedia of Hunan Cuisine" and started cooking. The first dish he cooked was "Kung Pao Chicken". He read the book for a while, then clumsily took a fat chicken and played with it left and right, trying to cut it into diced chicken. He kept nagging: "This chicken is so disobedient even after it dies." Dad finally cut the chicken into cubes, but trouble came again. "What should I put in the pot first?" Dad had to ask his "master" - "Encyclopedia of Hunan Cuisine" to look at it, and then patted his head: "So that's it, it's not difficult at all!" I looked at it He was hurriedly adding oil and salt, like a headless fly, which made me laugh.

Time passed unconsciously while Dad was busy. "Ding dong, ding dong" the doorbell rang, I ran to open the door, and my mother came back. My mother looked at the sumptuous lunch on the table in surprise. At this time, my father suddenly said loudly: "Happy birthday to you." Oh, I finally know. Well, it turns out today is my mother’s birthday!

I really hope that new things like this can happen at home every day!