Composition on different topics 1 There is a different coke can in the glass cabinet of my small bookcase, which was given to me by a very good friend on my birthday this year. I like this gift very much.
This gift is both mysterious and interesting. This is an interesting coke music can. This interesting music jar is embedded in a delicate transparent box. It is about 12 cm in diameter and 6 cm in width, just like a bowl of wine, lying quietly in a box, light and Ying Ying. On closer inspection, it looks like a mouth-watering coke. I can't help wanting to drink every time I see it!
As soon as I got this fun toy, I couldn't put it down and treated it like gold and silver jewelry. If I am bored, I will use it for entertainment, and the control is simple. Just press the red button below to the left, and it can sing in circles ... but if you want it to move around, press the black button below and choose Yes, and then it can move around. The joy brought by this funny coke music can is self-evident.
This coke music jar is also very portable. It's only as big as a small wallet, and it's light, not heavy at all. It's really my "bosom friend"!
I watched everyone happily playing with the coke music jar and thought: This coke music jar has no life, but the people who operate it gave it life and language, which made it have good singing and feelings. Then I thought: if everyone can create beauty for the world and make our world full of beauty and love, how wonderful it would be!
People often say that "there are no two things exactly the same in the world." Now that you say so, so does that person! Then I'm different.
I'm smart and eccentric. Adults call me Grinch, but Grinch is not useless! Once I'm out, one is worth two. Everyone agrees. My hobbies: I like singing, dancing, piano, painting and writing, and I am good at them. I wonder if my mother took these courses specially when she was pregnant with me? Let me introduce my characteristics:
First, in class, I am a veritable pistachio among girls. Why? Because if I go to school for seven hours every day, I will laugh for at least three hours. Everyone says that I will live a long life, but I wish I could live a long life! Hee hee ..... So every time my classmates are unhappy, I will be happy. Besides, I'm surprised. No matter how you rush me, I don't want to work at home. But at school, I am willing to do anything you want me to do, and I do it perfectly.
Second, at home, I always like to look in the mirror because I am not satisfied with my hair. If a hair stands up, I will pull it out. As a result, my hair is getting less and less now. I like reading, but I am also scolded for reading. I always stay with books, and I also read books before I do my homework. I often sleep 10. But I still don't mind.
Third, after reading me above, you will definitely think that I am a very careless girl! Actually, I also have a quiet side. When I play the piano, you will definitely feel that there is a very educated young lady in front of me. As soon as the guests arrive at home, I just sit still, either serving tea or pouring water. Then everyone praised me for being so sensible.
I often dance in front of the mirror at home and sing all my favorite songs. I yearn for Barbie in the cartoon Princess Barbie. My eyes are greedy when I watch them dancing a beautiful and moving ballet. Singing the songs inside, learning to dance like the characters inside, as if I were Princess Barbie, I would sing and dance everywhere, and sometimes my friends encouraged me to sing for everyone when I was tired of listening. So I made up my mind that in the future, I will use ballet art to create my own animation, create my dream and let everyone see me differently!
The other day, I heard my mother tell me that she signed up for a training camp and asked me to go alone. Although I don't know what to study, I am so excited that I can't sleep all night, because I think: I finally left home and can live a free life without my parents nagging for a few days!
I arrived at Yishujia Training Camp in Wuhu. It is said that the teachers here are very famous and powerful! I was assigned to class one, and I was shocked and happier when I heard the teachers introduce themselves. My bishop teacher is actually a famous master Li Juncheng, because I have admired him for a long time.
Sitting in a clean classroom, I am both excited and scared. Teacher Jun Cheng said that we should give this team a name and a slogan. After discussion, we gave it a very domineering name "Flying Tigers"! And the slogan is very interesting! After such a short time, I think I am more interested in this training camp!
In the next few days, we learned the fast memory method. I can not only easily remember the top 100 of pi, but also remember interesting mind maps. More importantly, I don't have to worry about memorizing English words and ancient poems anymore. Isn't it amazing? Although I sometimes feel tired and miss my mother these days, I am more happy.
This National Day is different!
A few years ago, our summer vacation was spent in training classes, homework, watching TV and playing, and we were always nagged by adults. Everyone is curious. What difference will summer vacation make? Then, let me introduce it.
Every time I go shopping, I always see many roadside stalls. Some are setting clothes, some are setting lights, some are setting tables, some are setting blankets, some are setting fruits, and some are setting other things. They are all busy shouting. They always find it novel and fun, and they especially want to try it. This summer, my mother suggested that I go to set up a stall together. I was so happy that I could fly to the sky. I thought that this summer vacation, I finally didn't have to go to any training class, so I could play with the stalls. I sang and danced and raised my hands in agreement. My mother and I discussed whether we should arrange clothes. We went to the wholesale market first. Just before dawn in the morning, we had already set off by car and arrived at the wholesale market. I saw that the wholesale market was full of people, and we were still looking for the clothes we needed. When the clothes were approved, we were already sweating like a pig. But this is not the most difficult and bitter. What impressed me most was selling wholesale clothes. Every afternoon at 3: 00, we packed the wholesale clothes, hung them on hangers, put them on my carefully prepared chariot, and set off for our battlefield in the scorching sun.
I felt very excited at first, pulling the chariot and sweating in the hot sun. Before long, my excitement disappeared. God, I'm really tired. We finally reached our destination, and we quickly dispersed. I started shouting, trying to draw the guests to our side. Suddenly I saw a guest, and the guest said, "How much is this dress?" "Mom said," 56 yuan. The guest said, "OK, I'll take it." After the guests gave money, I gave him the clothes, so some guests kept passing by us, some would look at our clothes, and some didn't even look at us ... When we closed the booth, the stars and the moon in the sky were already half squinting, and I took the last bus home with a bottle of mixed wine in my heart.
It's not as simple as I thought. Busy people can only earn a few dollars a day. We are really busy now that we can have such a good life and study so well. I want to record this unique summer vacation experience, and I can always remind myself to study hard. Money is not easy to earn, I can't spend money indiscriminately, and I should cherish my present life.
My grandfather is a farmer. His efforts and strength can be seen from a pair of weather-beaten hands. His short, dark face is covered with wrinkles.
Grandpa likes sports, so he is very healthy. Whether it's cold or hot, get up before dawn every morning, go for a walk in the campus of Shanda and come back. Go out for a walk after dinner in the evening, play Tai Ji Chuan, and sometimes run. No wonder I'm in such good health.
Grandpa is full of silver hair, but he is not deaf or blind. His bright eyes always shine kindly, and he looks so young and kind. As long as you look at my grandfather's face, your tangled mood will be happy immediately, as lively and lovely as a child of several years old. ...
My grandfather is a farmer. I like him very much. I count the wrinkles on his forehead like a stream. I like his hands, which are as rough as pine bark and touch my smooth head. Usually grandpa is silent and only knows how to work. He is hardworking and simple, and he has been farming all his life. In the cold and hot summer, in the storm, he always gets up at dawn and works, and comes back with dirt when the sun goes down.
And my grandmother, don't forget her, she is very kind to me, hee hee!
She has a loving face and has been through many vicissitudes. When she was young, her black hair was like the first snow in winter and the first frost in autumn. The roots are silver-haired, half covered and half covered. There are wrinkles on my face, like twists and turns in the past.
This is a kind old man, his hair is carefully combed, and there is no mess. But silvery white hair is still clearly visible in the black hair. In the slightly sunken eye socket, a pair of dark brown eyes quietly tell the vicissitudes of the years.
To tell the truth, my grandmother is very diligent: in her 80 s, her dark and thin face is covered with wrinkles, and her charitable eyes can be seen through silver-rimmed reading glasses; A pair of little feet are shaking when they walk, as if they would fall down accidentally. Her hands are covered with thick and hard calluses, which proves that she has been working all her life. Her old man's dress is very simple, and the only "decoration" on coarse clothes is a shining needle on her chest, with colorful lines hanging on her nose!
My grandparents, my grandparents, in my mind, they are not good people; He is not a hero; Not a great man. They will always be my grandparents; Always my grandparents!
Today is Uncle Xiang Hui's birthday, and I spent it with my mother, uncle Yan Shun, uncle Bai Tao, uncle Haishan, uncle Zhu Wei and uncle Zhu Xiao.
My mother cooked a good dish for him. Uncle Haishan said, "Oh, why is there no cake?" Uncle Xiang Hui said, "There are so many good dishes. What kind of cake do you need?" Uncle Xiang Hui doesn't care about cakes, but other uncles do. Uncle Bai Tao said, "I'll make the cake!" "Uncle Xiang Hui said," Can you make a cake? " Uncle Bai Tao said confidently, "Of course I will!" Uncle took out two eggs and went to the kitchen. In a short time, a steaming cake that I had never seen before was ready. Uncle Bai Tao took out some carrot sticks as candles from the kitchen. I said, "Turn off the lights and sing a birthday song! "Uncle Zhu Wei looked around and said," There are no candles to turn off the lights! " After singing the song, Uncle Xiang Hui took a bite of the cake first, and then said, "Isn't this the omelet we often eat!" " ! ""yes, it also has the word cake on it! Then, everyone eats a spoonful, and I eat a spoonful.
Uncle Haishan said, "Eating an egg on my birthday is my birthday." Uncle Zhu Wei said, "Eating a steamed stuffed bun on my birthday is my birthday." After listening to it, I remembered that I spent my birthday in a restaurant, which was much luckier than my uncles.
After the changes of the times, the way of celebrating birthdays has also changed greatly.
Composition 7 with different themes cheers for mother, for her good intentions, for her tolerance, for her selflessness and for her. Mom, this is worth cheering for!
Last winter, there were no pedestrians in the street, only office workers and some students. I walked out of the house and the merciless cold wind blew on me. Trembling, I strode to school. Jarja Suddenly, I heard someone calling me. I looked back, it was mom! I'm really happy! My mother rode a bicycle, handed me the gloves on her hand and the scarf around her neck, and then said to me gently: Come, my mother will send you! I got on the bus with a smile. We rushed in the direction of the wind and leaned against mother's back. I feel that my mother is shaking all over, her eyes are moist, and I am selfless by my mother. I tried to keep my tears from falling. However, naughty tears still jumped out. Maybe he wanted to see if it was beautiful.
When I arrived, my mother's trembling voice made me even more sad. I put on my schoolbag, reluctantly said goodbye to my mother and walked to school. When I turn around in the crowd. I clearly saw it, and now I clearly remember that my mother's face was red with cold and her hands were always rubbing there. My tears pop out to see the world again. I dried my tears and began to walk to school. Going home at night, my mother has been coughing, and my mother has caught a cold. Seeing this scene, my eyes are moist again. That night, I was moved by my mother's selflessness and concern for me.
Cheer for my mother, cheer for her selflessness, cheer for his concern for me, cheer for all mothers!
Elegance is her connotation, smile is her temperament, intelligence is her nature, beauty is her capital, and gentleness is her trait. She is such a child's perfect person, an out-and-out good teacher-Cai Jiahong.
She is beautiful, not only in appearance, but also in heart. Especially her talking eyes, her eyes are like a clear spring, so clear that people can know the answer without guessing.
There is an elegant temperament all over her, which is obvious to all. Even when walking, it is gentle, giving students more than just book knowledge. Being a man is loving, caring and reasonable. The students all like her very much. Even if we make mistakes, she will take pains to reason with us. In the students' words, the lines are full of profundity and education. There is no anger from other teachers, no hard persuasion from other teachers, but a lot of truth, which unconsciously leads you and tempts you. Our attitude is admirable and full of self-confidence. We hold our heads high, just like a poplar standing proudly among many trees, and strive forward forever.
Teacher Cai belongs to the more fashionable category, with curly hair on her head and orange hair. There are two earrings hanging on my ears, which match this face just right. The clothes she wears are also rare and have the characteristics of urban women.
She has unique characteristics. The tense heart curtain gradually opened. In that Chinese class, she was ingenious and asked several students in our class to give you an article entitled "Holding the flag and ending it successfully". Don't say I don't know, I was shocked when I said it! I am flattered. Finally, when I won the lottery, I knew what sweetness was.
This is my teacher. She is like a clear spring in the desert, giving us hope. Like a sign at a crossroads, it points out the direction for our hazy period; It is a boat on the boat, which opens a bright road for us.
Composition 9 on different topics is different, so what?
The car stopped at the rape field near Qinghai Lake, and I jumped out. The breeze blows through the rape field, and the golden flower sea is mixed with new green vitality, raising layers of fine waves, as if it can take away all the troubles.
I slowly walked into the knee-high rape field, and the slender rape flower seemed to be an innocent aristocratic lady, swaying gently as I walked in, as if welcoming my arrival. The slender and tender green stems seem to be beautiful dresses they are wearing, and a few tender leaves obliquely protruding from the side are embellishments on their skirts. Jinhua proudly raised her little face as if to compete with the sun. Four petals as thin as cicada's wings are propped up on the slender flower diameter, stretching their bodies desperately for fear that others will not see them.
My eyes are full of gold, which makes me feel a little tired When I was about to leave, a touch of imperceptible pure white, hidden in thick green, jumped into my eyes. Driven by curiosity, I went to pure white, carefully parted the long stems of rape flowers, and a small piece of white wild flowers appeared in front of me. Short stems, plain white, ordinary five petals and small green stamens are ordinary wild flowers, but in this golden rape field, they have a different kind of beauty. Compared with the dazzling rape blossoms, it is simply inferior to too much, too much, but there is a feeling of admiration, which permeates my heart.
Yes, it's ordinary and inconspicuous, not as eye-catching as rape blossoms. However, it dares to bloom in such a large rapeseed flower and survive in this world with few companions. Even if it is ignored, even if it is obscured by the light of outstanding people, it still chooses to bloom its charm. It's different.
In contrast, are we too inferior because we are different from others, and even try our best to correct it? It takes courage to be different. On the road of life, choosing ordinary and extraordinary means that this road will not be as smooth as others', there may be amazing eyes of others, and there may be obstacles from gossip. But when you really bloom your unique flowers, you will understand that no matter what the result is, whether it is covered by others' light or not, whether it is successful or not, you will live your true self. You are exposed to the sky that others dare not try. This is your own sky.
It's different. So what? At least, I lived my true self.
Writing on different topics 10 is another spring.
Swallows fly back from the south, and "Twitter" seems to be reminiscing about their experiences in the south. The spring breeze is blowing and the green leaves are dancing. I looked out of the window, as if my kind smiling face appeared again.
She is my grandmother, with thick black hair mixed with a few silver wires. Under the sunlight, those silver wires seem to be full of charming luster. Time left a mark on her face and swam freely like a fish. Grandma smiled beautifully, as if she had eaten the sweetest fruit in the world.
She is so cheerful, lively and different.
Grandma and I are like friends. There are no secrets between us. Anyone who has something on his mind will say it, and the other party will try to help the other party solve it. Once, I had a quarrel with my good friend and came home. I eat with a sad face. Grandma saw that I was wrong, patted me on the shoulder and said to me, "Don't worry, son, do you have something on your mind?" Say it, grandma will help you solve it. " I told the story from beginning to end with a grain of salt, and then looked at grandma. Unexpectedly, grandma smiled twice and said, "What is this?" I tell you, it's normal for friends to have conflicts sometimes. Don't just think that she is wrong, you are right. Are you a little wrong? Think about it from another angle, you should apologize to her first and let her forgive you, then you can make up! "I did as grandma said, and sure enough, my good friend was not angry, but hugged me. I sighed silently in my heart: grandma is really a god!
Grandma seems to do everything: housework, cooking ... even my homework. I am so ashamed! Grandma is good at cooking: the food she cooks is delicious. Grandma is good at steaming, whether it is steamed buns, steamed jujube cakes, steamed buns, shredded radish, steamed chrysanthemums or steamed spinach. Among them, I like jujube cake best. Wash the best Xinjiang jujube, air-dry it until it is half-dry, peel the jujube by hand, and then remove the jujube core with a very fine iron bar. The only thing left is jujube meat. Grandma always washes the chopping board first, gently sprinkles it with a layer, and then puts the delicious jujube meat on it evenly. When pressed by hand, the jujube meat will be flattened. Spread it evenly on it. Then roll the jujube meat flat with a rolling pin and sprinkle it with a layer. If you like sesame seeds or raisins, sprinkle some on them at this time. Then cover it with cloth, seal it for 3 hours, then steam it in the pot. When the jujube cake expands, turn off the fire and suffocate for a while, which will enhance the softness of the jujube cake. Out of the pot! The sweetness in the kitchen suddenly spread to the heart! Often I can't wait to let it cool on the chopping board, so I will grab a piece in a hurry and send it directly to my mouth. That jujube cake is soft and sweet to eat in your mouth, and it has a unique thick fragrance, ah! Eating in your mouth is really a pleasure! Grandma sometimes hums old songs when she cooks. When I am by her side, grandma often tells me which teacher was kind to her when she was a child and what interesting things she did with her good friends. It makes me want to go back to my grandmother's time! When she sings affectionately, I have a feeling that she is not an old man, but a teenager like me.
I am proud that I have such a special grandmother! Grandma, I haven't seen you for half a year. I miss you deeply. You taught me to be a man; When I am sad, when I am happy, it is you who accompany me; It is you who silently give yourself to me, but never ask for anything in return.
The sound of new leaves outside the window reminded me. Wind, Yaner, please bring my thoughts to my most unusual and dear grandmother. ...