In daily study, work, and life, everyone has tried to write essays. With the help of essays, you can vent your emotions and regulate your mood. What kind of compositions have you seen? Below are 8 excellent essays of 400 words on the topic that I have compiled. You are welcome to share them. Excellent Topic Essay 400 words Part 1

I have three major weaknesses. The following is a detailed introduction to my three major weaknesses.

The biggest weakness: Fear of caterpillars

I am most afraid of caterpillars. As soon as I see a caterpillar, my whole body will tremble and become weak, and I will run thousands of miles away...and Go to a clean wall or a person and rub it, or jump around by yourself, because I am afraid that a caterpillar will fall on me, so I do this. Now when I talk about caterpillars, I want to rub them on the wall, Tiger Hui (basically imitate, not very accurate), Tiger Hui, Tiger Hui...

The second major weakness: fear of spiders< /p>

It’s the same as a caterpillar, but seven out of ten people are not afraid of spiders when they see or talk about them, and three out of ten are afraid of them, because I love watching Spider-Man flying around in the air. , very fun, and I also like spiders, so 7 out of 10 are not afraid of them, and 3 out of 10 are afraid of them.

The third major weakness: tooth extraction

As soon as my parents said: "Your tooth needs to be extracted." I ran thousands of miles away, but in the end, it was still extracted. I couldn't speak when I got home after my tooth was pulled out, because it hurt so much that it didn't hurt so much in my mouth. No, I had a tooth pulled out a few days ago and it almost killed me.

The above is a detailed introduction to my three major weaknesses. Please do not use my three major weaknesses to threaten me. I know that everyone wants to have the same weaknesses; they are afraid of being scolded by their parents. If you threaten me, I will tell your parents. Excellent Topic Essay 400 Words Part 2

Remember that call: There are many calls in life, including stern calls, sad calls, and begging calls. These calls may come from yourself, or they may come from the source. to others. Calls come every day, but there are a few that we can treasure. Remember that call.

I remember that the call came from my mother. My mother was a little fat, and she would get angry like a volcano erupting. You had to be careful around her, as she would get angry. She was usually dull. To put it bluntly, my childhood should be considered relatively miserable. In short, my mother was a strict person.

I remember that call, after a parent-teacher meeting after the mid-term exam, the teacher told my mother the reason for the decline in my grades. When my mother came home with a gloomy face, I was surprised. Thinking something was wrong, my mother immediately came over and slapped me in the face. I panicked for a moment, touched the bright red palm prints on my face, and tears suddenly flowed down. I silently cursed me in my heart, this vicious mother, but I felt Getting more and more angry, I rushed out of the door and headed towards the road. Suddenly...

I remember that call was when I was sleeping, and the calls were whirling in my mind. , one after another, "Son, you have to understand me." "When I hit you, it hurts in my heart." Calls full of love echoed in my mind. Following the source of the sound and seeing the end, I slowly opened my eyes.

I remember that the call came from a slightly fat middle-aged woman. The kind cousin on the face was as intoxicating as a river of spring water, and the full head of hair was entangled in her head. A trace of wrinkles climbed up her eyebrows, she is my mother. Excellent Topic Essay 400 Words Part 3

Today, September 10th, is the teachers’ holiday and is the happiest day for teachers! What kind of gift or surprise do you want to give your teacher on the teacher’s day? Maybe you want to send a small gift; maybe an ordinary greeting card; or a simple blessing... These can all reflect your feelings for the teacher, but the teacher can also understand.

So do you know what the teacher wants most? Is it a gift? no! If you give a teacher a gift, that's okay because you respect him with all your heart. But I didn’t send anything, because I know what the teacher wants most is the good grades of the students. You want to see the teacher spend his life’s hard work and sweat to train us, and spend all his efforts to send batch after batch of students. The purpose of recruiting talented students is so that we can get good grades in the exam, just like a hard-working gardener, watering and fertilizing the flowers every day, hoping that they will bloom beautiful flowers and produce delicious fruits, and the teachers who educate us will not Just like a hardworking gardener! The best reward for teachers is to get into a good junior high school based on your test scores. For our future, let’s take action from now on! To absorb the source of knowledge is for tomorrow. Tomorrow is ahead, as long as we work hard, a better tomorrow will come, so work hard!

Here, I solemnly say to Teacher Wang, Teacher Jia, Teacher Liu, Teacher Wu, and all the teachers who teach us: "Thank you, teacher, and I wish you a happy holiday." Excellent Topic Essay 400 Words Part 4

Every autumn at this time, I will think of my grandfather, and the image of his old age will be hazy in front of my eyes.

My grandfather was an extremely happy old man in his middle age. Each of his children was very promising, but he cared about my two grandsons, my brother and me. I heard my mother say that I When Shen was two months old, he was brought here to be raised by my grandpa. We grew up day by day, and grandpa got older day by day. Whatever my brother and I wanted or what we wanted to eat, grandpa would not care. He considered buying it for us. Grandpa is old, but he is still young at heart. He signed up to participate in a dance in our community, but he was the first to participate. All the middle-aged men and women participated, but he was the only elderly person. Then grandpa said, "Don't the elderly dance like you young people?" Grandpa thought to himself that if I exercise regularly, maybe I can live a few more years and take good care of my grandson! I will participate in any activities in the future.

Now that we have grown up, we don’t have to worry so much about grandpa. Now my parents are busy at home and can’t come back to take care of us. Grandpa is worried about the two of us, so he comes to our house. Come take care of us.

Grandpa was finally picked up by my uncle. Grandpa was not willing at first, but he was still persuaded to leave. My uncle said that you have never been back to your hometown, so you should go back to your hometown. Take a look? Grandpa left in desperation. I believe he will definitely come back, because I haven’t had time to repay him for his kindness in raising me over the past ten years. I will always wait for his arrival every year. Excellent Topic Essay 400 Words Part 5

I have been moved by many things, but as time goes by, the original feeling has been forgotten. But every time I think of that incident, I am still very moved.

That was in the fourth grade. It was June and the weather was extremely hot. When I went to school in the morning, my mother asked me to bring an umbrella in case it rained. I thought to myself: Look at the weather, how could it rain? I smiled secretly and went to school.

Before school was over, God’s face darkened, truly complying with the saying, “The weather in June can change at will.” As the sky darkened, my heart lifted. Alas, why didn't you listen to your mother? As soon as the bell rang, the rain couldn't bear it anymore. The dense rain curtain made it impossible for me to walk out of the school. I regretted it very much. If I had known it was going to rain, I would have brought an umbrella. I didn’t listen to my mother’s advice, so I was really at a disadvantage! I even laughed that it was useless to bring an umbrella, but I was unlucky this time. I looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was already twelve o'clock. If I didn't go home, my mother would be anxious. I packed my schoolbag and prepared to run into the rain.

At this time, I saw a figure walking towards me. I rubbed my eyes. Yes, it was my mother! My mother ran to me and went home with me under an umbrella. Along the way, my mother kept tilting her umbrella toward me. When I got home, I discovered that the clothes on my mother's left shoulder were soaked through. My heart was full of self-blame: Why were I so willful and caused my mother to get caught in the rain? I walked forward and hugged my mother: "I'm sorry, Mom, I will definitely listen to you in the future." Mom touched my head: "It's okay, kid, as long as you don't get wet."

Although it has been a long time, when I think of this incident, my heart is filled with my mother's love! Excellent Topic Essay 400 Words Part 6

I am a little book lover. When I was learning to speak, My mother bought a lot of fairy tale books and read them over and over again with me. I would never fall asleep without reading one or two stories before going to bed every night. When I grew up, books became an indispensable companion in my life. Even when I was eating or going to the WC, I had to read a few pages at every opportunity. Therefore, I have an indissoluble bond with books. The wonderful stories in the book sometimes made me laugh, sometimes made me cry, sometimes made me filled with indignation, and sometimes made me clap my hands in joy. Although many things about reading have gradually faded away in my memory, there are a few things that are unforgettable and unforgettable for me.

Holding a handful of books backwards

That was when I was five years old. As soon as my mother came back, I rummaged through her bag and found a few books. There are not many words in the book, most of them are pictures. I thought this book was quite interesting, so I took the book back to my room and read it. Suddenly, I thought this book was very strange. Something was upside down. People seemed to be standing upside down in the air, with everything facing head down and feet in the air. So, I asked my mother to find out what was going on, and she laughed loudly: "Qiaoxin, you held the book upside down!" I looked at the cover carefully, and it was really upside down.

Second, I got the wrong thing

At noon, my mother was wrapping my favorite dumplings. My mother asked me to go to the rolling pin in the kitchen. I took the book and walked and read it. I actually brought a kitchen knife to the kitchen, and my mother was so frightened that she shouted, "Qiaoxin, what are you going to do?" She really couldn't laugh or cry.

The ancients said: "You will never tire of reading an old book a hundred times, and you will know yourself after reading it familiarly." This is really a topic worth learning. Excellent Essay 400 Words Part 7

Life is touching. There are many things, some seem to have been forgotten long ago, but some are still unforgettable to me.

I clearly remember that year, my parents worked overtime until very late at night. Every time for dinner, they would go out to buy something to eat or eat instant noodles at home at a deserted table. After living like this, not only did I not understand them, but I started to complain about them.

That night, the bright moonlight poured into my bedroom through the window and shone on my face. The star babies cuddled next to the moon, seeming to be listening carefully to the moon’s story. I tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time. At this moment, I heard the sound of the key turning in the crack of the door - my parents were back. I immediately closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, as if to hide the loneliness I had felt these days.

I vaguely heard the conversation between my parents. My father said, "I think my daughter should be sleeping, right?" "Oh, I've been too busy recently. I only focused on going to work and didn't spend time with my daughter. Keep your voice down, Don't wake up your daughter, it's hard enough for the child to go to school for a day. "My mother whispered yes, and then I couldn't hear their voices. I only heard the footsteps slowly approaching my room.

"Squeak——" The door handle was pushed open, and my mother quietly walked into my room, carefully sat on the edge of the bed, moved my beloved bear blanket up, and then moved it up. I swept my hair to the side, kissed my face, and said, "The child has grown up and knows how to take care of himself." After that, he stood on tiptoes and walked out of the room.

After my mother left, I thought a lot, and some of her actions and words moved me.

The vicissitudes of time turned into a few wrinkles and climbed up my mother’s forehead. The busy work turned into a few white hairs and grew on my mother’s head. And I also changed from a naive little girl. I have become a graceful girl, but what has never changed is my mother’s love for me. Excellent Topic Essay 400 Words Part 8

I have known since I was a child, "Only mother is good in the world, and a mother's child is like a treasure." In my mother's eyes, I will always be a child, and my mother is also a child. Nagging mother, this is my mother.

My mother’s belly is too big and her figure is not good at all. My mother’s belly is like a big meat ball. My mother likes to wear black clothes the most, because she says black clothes won’t get dirty after wearing them for four days, and she also says that if she wears white, she won’t look pretty, which is why she doesn’t like white.

My mother’s hair is long, black, and straight, like a horse’s tail. My mother's eyebrows are long and thick, and they are still black and shiny, like black crescents.

My mother’s eyes are medium-sized and shiny, like two black gems. My mother's mouth is big and red, like a big cherry.

My mother’s nose is as straight as a pencil.

One night, when I was about to go to bed, my mother took a book, which was filled with pictures of stars, the moon, and clouds. My mother began to tell me the story of the stars and the moon. After telling the story, I felt This story is very interesting.

On Saturday, my mother taught me how to make cakes. I couldn’t make them at first, but after my mother’s careful guidance, I finally learned how to make them.

This is my mother.

Instructor: Teacher Yaoyao

Instructor’s comment: The young author uses metaphors and rhetoric to write about her mother’s appearance, which is vivid and full of pictures. It is very good to combine it with specific daily life! Looking forward to the next composition!