Dad is a computer teacher, and he is not neat at all. Every morning I can see a lock of hair sticking up at the back of his head, like a cannon. But he paid no attention to his "glorious image" at all. Dad is serious in front of others and has no sense of humor. But when I got home, I was "presumptuous", and a witticism came out of his mouth, which made my mother and I stand up straight.

One morning, my mother and I were having breakfast. My father jumped out of bed with a "Ah", dressed quickly, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and shouted, "It's too late, too late, too late …" Then he grabbed the books he needed and hurried downstairs. But my mother was quite calm and said, "He will be back soon." I was wondering when my father came back panting and said with a funny expression, "Oh, I really have no memory." Today is Saturday. " I almost choked.

A helpful mother

My mother is cheerful, lively and generous, and sometimes she really feels like a child. My mother is gentle, kind and helpful. She often helps her neighbors carry rice and throw garbage.

One day, my mother and I went shopping in Qinglong. "Mom, mom ..." I saw a little girl with tears on her face, crying for her mother. Her mother saw it and rushed to the little girl and said, "Little friend, can't you find your mother?" "... mom ... no ... it's gone. "The little girl cried. Mother took the little girl by the hand and said, "Auntie, will you take you to your mother?" The little girl nodded. The mother took the little girl to the reception desk, asked her mother's name and called her mother by radio. We waited at the reception for a long time, but the little girl's mother still didn't come. I want to go, but my mother still stood at the front desk waiting for the little girl's mother, and she didn't take me to continue shopping until the little girl's mother came.

I love the environment.

Under the cultivation of my parents, I changed from introverted as a child to lively and cheerful. I like it very much.

Story composition in the rain is 600 words.

Everything was blurred in the rain. Only that touching scene is particularly clear in the rain.

That day, it began to rain lightly, and the first drop of rain fell like a pearl. Then the rain fell and fell on the broken beads. I rushed to school with an umbrella. Although I was in a hurry, I was careful not to splash mud on my pants, so I began to turn left and right. When I walked to the school gate, I heard a bang behind me, thinking that someone must have slipped. I secretly smiled. I looked back eagerly. It was a boy of five or six who fell to the ground. He holds his red umbrella in one hand and a beautiful handmade bag with a transparent bag on it in the other. Maybe it's his homework for an activity class (he used to show it off to his classmates). He takes good care of it. At this time, I am not far from this little classmate. After struggling to get up, he wiped the mud with his little hand and shouted "Teacher xx, Teacher xx" as he ran. My eyes moved slowly with his every move, and my steps slowed down a lot. My eyes stopped on an elderly teacher, and the little classmate gave the teacher the exquisite handmade piece in his hand and said, "Happy holidays, teacher!" " It suddenly dawned on me that today is Teacher's Day, and I completely forgot. I also forgot to send my gift to our teacher or say, "Teacher, you have worked hard, happy holidays!" " "Look at the teacher and his students that blood is thicker than water teacher-student relationship. It's really a pity. The teacher wiped the mud off the boy's face with a handkerchief, then took the boy by the hand and walked into the school gate with the same umbrella. I followed him into school.

When I return to my seat, I have deeply implanted this pair of "teacher-student love in the rain" in my mind. He will always remind me that no matter what my identity is, no matter where I am, don't forget that it is the teacher's knowledge that marks the outline of our future blueprint; It was the teacher who taught us how to add gorgeous colors to the outline.

This is a touching story in the rain and the most beautiful picture in the rain! ! !

"Three" composition, dad's dress, 600 words in Grade Two.

Father's things are never locked, except that drawer.

Nobody is allowed to look at him, and nobody dares to look at him. Everyone knows what's in it, and everyone wants his father to forget it.

It was not until one day that their father coughed badly that the children rushed into the bedroom, lifted their father, who was sitting on the ground with tears on his face, and saw the open drawer and neat shirts.

More than 30 years ago, my father often traveled. Every time before going out, his mother would iron his shirts, fold them one by one and put them in the suitcase. Mother folded the clothes carefully, not only along the seams of the clothes, but also buttoned every button.

"Don't be so so-so, disorderly take disorderly plug. Put the dirty ones aside and the naked ones aside. Don't worry when you wear it, slowly unbutton each button, shake it gently, and then wear it as if it had just been ironed. " Mother is always packing boxes for her father while nagging: "Don't let outsiders think that you don't have a wife at home." He added, "Don't get too close to a young lady, or you will get lipstick on your clothes. It's not easy to wash and it makes me angry. "

"Will you stop talking?" Father often laughs: "You are the most considerate and caring wife in the world. You ah! Even folding clothes has a conspiracy. "

"yes! I'm telling you, if you get dirty by accident, wash it secretly and teach another woman to fold it for you. I can see it at a glance. "

However, my mother will always count the days when my father is on a business trip, wear an extra shirt and say, "One more, for backup. I didn't ask you to come back a day late! "

Father didn't come back very late that day. Rushed into the house, but it was too late. Father cried with his mother in his arms all night and sat for another day. Then I got up, opened my suitcase, took out my mother's folded shirt and put it in the drawer. Slowly, I said word for word, "don't open it, don't move!" " "

Except himself, of course. Especially recently, my father often opens drawers and touches that dress. Hands covered with black spots, trembling, touched down from the first button of the shirt neckline and touched the folded place: "Look, how flat your mother ironed and folded!" " "

Once the little grandson reached for it, and the old man suddenly shouted, scaring the child to cry. For this matter, the son also had a quarrel with his daughter-in-law: "Dad certainly loves his grandson, but that dress is different. No one is allowed to touch it!" " "

Today, however, the father actually pointed to the drawer, looked at his son and nodded. The son carefully held out the clothes, put them by the bed and untied them one by one.

For more than 30 years, the white shirt has turned yellow, especially the one folded at the bottom, probably because it is close to the drawer, and a large area of rehmannia is obviously exposed.

The son hesitated. Father suddenly blew out a sigh of relief: "Open it! Put it on! " The clothes are open. The son picked up his father and sat up straight. The daughter raised a sleeve and put it on the old man.

"Wait!" The daughter's hand paused, lowered her head and carefully picked up a long black hair: "Mom's!" " "

The old man's eyes were wide open, emitting a rare light. He actually raised his purple-black hand and took over his hair.

When the shirt was buttoned, the son whispered, "Dad's gone!" " "

The daughter put the old man's two hands on her chest, and in that hand was a long black hair.

Write a 600-word composition on the topic that I have an old dress.

On a sunny and cloudy afternoon, I was sorting out boxes of sundries on the third floor. When I opened a slightly shabby carton, I was greeted by a pale yellow sweater embroidered with a lovely smiling face. I couldn't help crying when I saw it. A sweater pulled me into a deep and messy memory. ...

On the day before my seventh birthday, my grandmother came to my home from a distant hometown. As soon as I saw her, I jumped at her with joy and shouted at her. She suddenly smiled, touched my head and asked me if I wanted a present. I immediately opened my eyes and stared at my grandmother. Grandma immediately handed me the big package in her hand. I opened the present on the spot. That's a light yellow sweater. Seeing the big smiling face on it, grandma asked me if I liked it. I nodded hard, and my joy continued to expand. That night, I was too happy to sleep!

Unfortunately, however, it happened. One cloudy afternoon, my parents went to visit my grandmother, and I waited left and right. Suddenly I have a bad feeling. I immediately comforted myself: nothing, nothing ... but my parents came back and urged me to get on the bus with a sullen face and hurried to my grandmother's house. On the way, I felt a terrible silence and finally arrived at her house. It's short.

When I woke up, my grandmother's house was quiet. I sat quietly in grandma's room, slowly touching the things grandma used before her death and remembering grandma's smile, which was so gentle and kind. At that time, I only felt a sharp pain in my chest, so grandma died, fell asleep and couldn't open her eyes anymore ... grandma! I didn't see you for the last time. Did you just leave?

Grandma! Why did you leave like this? You have to play ball games and have an outing with your grandchildren! Grandma, wake up! Grandson hasn't had enough fun yet! However, grandma closed her eyes and never opened them again ... how I miss the days when we played together! I really want to stay with my grandma forever! Time, reverse it! Let time go back to that unforgettable memory. ...

"Wu" clothing story composition 600 words

Today, my cousin and I went shopping to buy clothes. I used to go shopping with my mother. Today, my cousin and I act alone, so we are all very excited and happy to go out. Cousin suggested going to the pedestrian street first. When we arrived at the pedestrian street, we came to a cotton-padded clothes shop and looked in the window. Wow! There are all kinds of cotton-padded jackets in various colors and styles, and they are hung neatly one by one. Those cotton-padded jackets that are well matched and worn on models are somewhat fashionable. My cousin and I stood outside and hesitated for a while. Finally, we got up the courage to go in. The clerk in the clothing store saw us go in and received us warmly. Cousin took a fancy to a long brown coat with a belt around her waist and a hat. Cousin tried it on and suddenly looked much taller. We asked the price, and the shopkeeper shouted 150 yuan. I was blindsided when I heard this. God, it's so expensive! I don't know why, my cousin's face suddenly turned red. Seeing my cousin like this, my mind suddenly flashed the scene of my mother buying clothes. I don't know where I got the courage. I said, "It's too expensive!" Cheap, you say the lowest price, we can buy it. ""130 yuan, not less. The shopkeeper paused and said, "I am willing to give up this price just because you are students." We don't discount this style of clothes. " "120 yuan, it is not easy for me to study at home, so you are cheaper! "My cousin's voice is pleading." I also need money to buy clothes. You have to let me earn a few dollars! "The shopkeeper was unmoved by his cousin's entreaties. I couldn't hold it any longer, so I said brightly, "If you sell 100, we will sell. If you don't sell it, we'll go to another house! " The shopkeeper looked surprised and said, "Oh, little girl, my clothes are of good quality and the goods are very expensive. I don't want to sell it to you as 120 yuan. Do you want 100 yuan? " I took my cousin's arm and signaled that we were leaving. Just then, the clerk came over and said, "OK, OK, for you are students, 100 yuan will be sold to you!" " Looking at their expression of giving up what one favours reluctantly, my cousin and I smiled proudly. Today, my cousin bought the clothes she wanted. She was very happy. I am also very happy to think that my cousin's happiness has "credit".

Lu is a 600-word costume composition.

The cold wind roared outside, and the biting cold wind blew in one after another, pushing open a window, and the cold wind came on. The purple punishment tree in the botanical garden stood there motionless. Early in the morning, Miss Qiu quietly came to the world, surrounded by milky fog, waving colored pens in her hands ... When the sun rose and the clouds dispersed, Chaoyang was surprised to find that the earth was bright yellow.

When I talked back to my aunt today, my aunt asked me to wear more clothes. I didn't wear them because I didn't like trouble, but my aunt insisted on wearing them. Quarrel with your aunt when you are in a hurry, and kick them hard when you go out. I regret it now, and my heart is colder than before.

Along the way, I was preoccupied and walked my own way with my head down. I almost got hit by a car. The driver rudely lowered the window and called me "dying". Well, I was really sad, so I had to let him scold me.

The windows of the classroom are closed. Some students are holding hot water bottles happily, some are squatting in their palms, and some are playing chess happily ... while I am sitting in a daze, two black glasses have been staring at the ceiling, for fear that my aunt will call the teacher. "If the teacher knows what to do, then my image in the teacher's mind will be completely ruined ...? ..... If only time could go back! " "Jiayi, come with me." I don't know when the head teacher was standing beside me, so I had to follow the teacher to the office, with heavy steps at my feet, like dragging a thousand-pound stone. Finally, I came to the teacher's office. As soon as I saw it, I went in, and all the teachers in the office looked at me. This kind of atmosphere makes me uneasy. "Why did you get dressed and quarrel with your aunt this morning? It's so cold outside, you know? " The teacher looked at me calmly with kind eyes, and finally took out a dress from the bag. I knew it was the teacher's at first glance, but I was never happy. The teacher said to me, "well, here, it's a little big." I don't know if it is qualified? " But I didn't take it. The teacher said that she also stuffed clothes into my hand. I took the clothes and it took me a long time to react. I put my clothes on my body, and my heart was warm, and my tears almost came out. Maybe this is the true feelings in the world. A dress contains the teacher's care and love for me. I believe! This dress makes my relationship with my teacher further!

Qi writes a 600-word composition and hides a story in an object.

The more people praise it: "bees, withered, bowed their heads." Summer is coming, and Setaria tells Rose, "Don't even think about it, bee."

Every morning, it arranges its petals: "I'm new here.

It even thinks that the sunshine brought by the sun in the sky is for it alone? "The bee ignored him and flew away:" What are you? At night, the moon in the sky illuminates it alone. Have you ever seen a more beautiful flower than me? You often shuttle among flowers. "Rose theory.

I ignored the green bristlegrass, because the weather will get drier and drier, and the roses don't have enough water: "Butterfly, you still want to be good friends with me." Setaria said politely.

After a while, the bird passed by it, and it was still fragrant, otherwise there wouldn't be enough water for you to absorb, it said to the green bristlegrass. The rose felt that she must be ashamed to talk to it: "bird, so it became more proud." Birds and butterflies have flown away.

One day, it suddenly found an ugly green bristlegrass growing next to it. You've been to many landlords, and there hasn't been a drop of rain for two months. They usually pick them everywhere.

Rose shouted, "Dear, let the rich fragrance of flowers spread further?" "The bird ignored it and couldn't help lowering its head to smell its fragrance. After a while, another butterfly flew: "Summer is coming, I hope. "

We can be good friends. Insufficient moisture, also called.

Hey, have you seen my beautiful flowers? They flew away. Another bee flew in. You must have seen many flowers grow a very beautiful rose in the garden. "Setaria is very sad. Whenever someone comes here, stay away from me and think they are the most beautiful flowers in the world? " The butterfly ignores it, the more proud it is, and then cries, "Ah! This rose is not only beautiful: "you are ugly, it will cry, it is proud, and Setaria is busy every day." "

Take deep root. Have you ever seen a more beautiful flower than me? Summer is coming. Do you want to dig deep into your roots or get busy dressing yourself up? "Ross said in disgust.

A 600-word composition about a new thing.

I tasted frozen grapes for the first time this week. I think it's very fresh. Can grapes be eaten frozen?

Today, when I came home from class, my grandmother couldn't wait to say, "Today ..." "Mom!" " Mother's cry came from the kitchen. "How did you ..." Grandma quickly replied, "Well, I won't say anything, okay?" I listened to their "suspicious" conversation and the mysterious expression on my grandmother's face when she spoke, which made me more curious. According to my usual experience, I didn't ask my grandmother, but went directly to the kitchen. In front of the refrigerator, I found my mother. Under my severe "interrogation", my mother took out a bag of grapes and said, "Try it!" As I took it, I asked strangely, "Grapes? What's so strange about grapes? I have eaten it several times! " "You will know if you taste one." After that, my mother took out a big red grape and put it in my hand. Wow, it's cold! As hard as a glass ball. I peeled off the skin bit by bit and put it in my mouth. As soon as the grapes entered, they gave me an unprecedented feeling-as sweet as other grapes, and the entrance was slippery. But besides these, it also gives me a feeling-it's cold, just like eating ice. I asked my mother, "What is this?" "This is a frozen grape." My mother said to me, "I bought it at noon today and it was frozen in the refrigerator for three or four hours." Does it taste good？ "I nodded hard. That night, I ate more than twenty frozen grapes in one breath. That cold feeling is really cool!

Grapes can be eaten frozen. Can you believe it? This is really new!

Nine, an article with a story in my family, is a 600-word composition.

Smile, like a bud in bud. Sincerity and kindness are permeated with moving fragrance in the smile. Smiling style contains rich connotations. This is a power to stimulate imagination and enlighten wisdom. In a prosperous period, a smile is a reward for success. In adversity, smile is the physical therapy of trauma.

Did we forget to smile today? Today, we are drowned in the noise of the world. Once upon a time, a smile warmed people's hearts. Once upon a time, a smile will never be forgotten. Do you understand that laughter is the most beautiful language in the world, the tacit understanding of the world, harmonious, beautiful, bright and happy? We cannot give up smiling. Giving up smiling is the soul of communication, the happiness of life and the wealth of our ancestors. People who don't laugh are like walking dead, life is meaningless and life is no longer brilliant. Therefore, we can't give up smiling.

Smile can convey friendship, it makes people feel warm spring breeze, makes people listen to sweet music, creates a peaceful and leisurely environment, and embodies the cultural accomplishment of our peace-loving Chinese nation. Smile is confidence in the future. Smile in the face of wind and rain, not afraid of difficulties and obstacles, despise difficulties and obstacles, and firmly believe in winning. Smiling reflects our optimism. No matter how fast the situation changes, no matter the danger ahead is unknown, we all laugh it off and overcome the difficulties with optimism. Smiling reflects our excellent accomplishment of keeping a good attitude. Smile, regardless of season, regardless of north and south, as long as there are people, the flower of smile will bloom. When you are disappointed, smiling can help you rebuild your confidence; When you are sad, a smile can warm your cold heart; When you are frustrated, a smile can make you raise the sail of life again.

Smiling at others can send friendly messages and promote friendly exchanges between people. Facing life with a smile can maintain physical and mental health and promote the good development of living conditions. Smiling at society can melt the ice between people and promote the formation of a good social atmosphere. Smiling during the game can adjust the mentality and promote the extraordinary display of strength.