Mom is very virtuous. Every time I taste my mother's cooking, I always feel very sweet and delicious, because her love and care are injected into her cooking, which makes me enjoy it. It's cold, and my mother always reminds me to put on more clothes and not catch cold. She is meticulous in housework: as long as the room she cleans is clean and spotless, people will sleep in it, just like being in the Peach Blossom Garden. Every time she went out, she repeatedly told me, "Pay attention to traffic safety, don't run red lights and don't play on the road." Go straight home after class. "
When I encounter difficulties in my homework, my mother will take pains to teach me until I understand everything, so my grades in school are not bad, thanks to my mother! On holidays, my mother always likes to take me for an outing, hiking or traveling, leaving our happy footprints in nature!
When my mother was a child, she was very good at reading. She often won the first place in exams, even when she graduated from college. It's amazing! I hope I can be like my mother in the future. My mother is teaching English in middle school now. She often urges me to learn English. I like listening to my mother speak English. She speaks English with cadence and clear pronunciation, which is better than that of Americans! Apart from English, my mother is good at drawing, and every painting is lifelike. If my art works were revised by my mother, I will definitely enter the finals and even win the prize! But my mother has refused to do anything for me. I have to do everything by myself, do my homework and draw pictures by myself. My mother only gives me guidance. She is very firm on this point.
Hold on, so I know my mother is a very principled person.
I hope my mother will always be young, beautiful and youthful, bring more laughter and happiness to my family, enlighten my wisdom, cultivate my character and let me grow up healthily. Mom! My dearest mother! I want to throw myself into your arms and tell you that I will always thank you!
Teachers are candles that burn themselves to illuminate others. Teachers are hardworking gardeners who cultivate the flowers of the motherland with sweat. In a teacher's arms is like in a mother's arms.
Since I stepped into the school gate, I have changed from an ignorant child to a knowledgeable student. I don't know how much effort the teacher has put into this little progress. I remember once when we were doing the test of Unit 6, I was very upset and my heart was pounding. I'm very worried that I won't do well in the exam because I didn't review well. When I got the paper, I thought it was very simple, so I started to finish the test easily and quickly. By the time I finished writing, the students who were slow in doing the problem had only written half of it. I was so proud that I forgot what Mr. Huang said about checking after writing the questions. I don't think it's a problem to get more than 90 points. As a result, the expected high score became more than 60 points, and 68 points poured over my whole body like a pot of cold water, which made me disheartened. The teacher said that everyone should take the test paper home and sum up the reasons for losing points with their parents. I can't show the test paper to my elderly grandparents. My parents work in Tibet all the year round and seldom go home. My grandparents have been taking care of my life and study, and I can't bear to let them down. At this moment, their stern eyes and disappointed eyes came to my mind, and seeing a storm coming made me jumpy. After school, the students happily went home with their schoolbags, but I hesitated and dared not go home, slowly delaying the time to go home. A breeze blew, and the flowers beside the corridor were blown from side to side. They seem to feel sorry for me and sigh for me. I walked, walked, and walked for a long time without leaving school. Teacher Huang unconsciously appeared beside me and patted me on the shoulder with his motherly hand. I turned around feebly. Ah, it's Miss Huang. He should have left work long ago. Why are you still standing next to me? Just when I was at a loss, Mr. Huang said to me earnestly; You are a clever boy, so you must listen carefully in class and check carefully after finishing your homework. Remember that pride goes before a fall. I didn't do well in this exam, find out the reason, and try to do well in the next exam ... There is no blame in my words, but more care and comfort. As Mr. Huang said, he sent me out of school, and I reluctantly said goodbye to Mr. Huang. Ah. Although my parents are not around, I am not alone, because I have a good teacher who cares and loves me like my parents.
A few days later, we started a new round of testing. Suddenly, what Mr. Huang said the other day rang in my ear again. Teacher Huang looked at me with a smile, as if to cheer me up ... Sure enough, many things happen. I got a high score of 98, not to mention how happy I am. It is sweeter than drinking a can of honey, and my eyes are shining with Blackstone!
2. Character Description Composition 600 words Mother's hand in the world, there are industrious hands, lazy hands, rich hands and dexterous hands. However, I wrote about my mother's hardworking hands. Her hands are not that big. Long-term labor has made the cocoon skin climb on her fingers, and a layer of light black skin has grown on the back of her hand. When the cock crows three times, mother's hands have already started to work: busy making breakfast. Near noon, her hands began to work again: busy cooking lunch. In the afternoon, her hands began to work again: busy cooking dinner. At night, when the moon is high, my mother's hands are working again: busy washing clothes. In short, my mother's hands have been working. Mother's hands are hardworking and full of maternal love. I remember a cold winter afternoon. I am doing my homework and my mother is doing needlework. It was late at night, and the weather became colder. My hands are shaking, I dare not write, for fear that I can't do my homework well. At this time, my mother came up to me and said with concern, "Is it cold?" I gently clamped my hand in hers. Suddenly, I felt extremely warm. With her encouragement, I finally finished my homework seriously. I remember another morning in the middle of winter, and it was very cold. In order to keep out the cold, my friends and I went skating by the river. I accidentally fell into the lime pit. I tried to lift my feet, but my boots were stuffed with lime. "I can't wear it." I resolutely took off my boots and prepared to let my mother wash them for me. Another thought: My mother will criticize me. Finally, I came up with a way to kill two birds with one stone. I hid my boots under the door until it was warm. The next day, the weather was a little warmer, so I went to wash my boots. But there are no traces of boots under the door. I was so anxious that I almost cried. After a while, I calmed down and went to look elsewhere. No sooner had I found the back door than I heard the familiar sound of "wooshing, wooshing, wooshing". Isn't that the sound of mom's hands working? I followed the sound. In the yard, I found my mother who was washing my boots. Her hand was red with cold and cracked several times. Although it was very cold, there were still a few glittering and translucent beads of sweat slipping from my mother's cheek. I walked up to her, grabbed the brush for brushing my boots and said, "Mom, I'll wash it." Mother said with concern, "Zhen Zhen, I'll wash it." I never promised, but she has taken her boots and brushes. Finally, mother washed it. After washing, she carefully dried her boots. Tears blurred my eyes when I put them back on.
3. Writing requirements for describing characters: 550 words, my grandmother.
My grandmother has the greatest influence on me at home.
Grandma has been farming in her hometown in her early years, so she has always maintained a true color of a farmer that never fades. It is this peasant nature that has made her hardworking and kind all her life.
Now grandma is too old to farm, but her hard-working nature can't stop her. She is busy shuttling around the house, sweeping the floor, washing dishes and cleaning the table every day ... it seems that she has contracted all the housework.
Not only at home, but also when you go out. Once, when I walked into the yard, I saw a family chopping wood. Without saying anything, my grandmother went to help them, and we chatted affectionately.
Grandma's kindness is also well known. Once, a sticker seller knocked on my door. No matter how much he promoted it, my grandmother and I never bought it. Grandma saw that it was not easy for him to go door to door, so she picked two big persimmons from the windowsill and gave them to him, saying, "As the saying goes,' Don't buy or sell, be yourself.'" Here, take two persimmons to solve it.
Because of this, my neighbors always visit my house and often chat with my grandmother. They always ask her for help, and they call her "big sister" in a special way. Yes, no wonder everyone is willing to get close to her with such a friendly person.
There is another thing that has greatly affected my mind. There is a row of bungalows opposite my house. There are many homeless tenants living in these houses. Because there is no order, many things are left unattended. That's how the water fee is owed. After a long time, the water stopped. Some of those tenants are very unwilling and always swear in the aisle: "Why is it so unfair? If you have water, we don't?" "You are human and we are not?" ..... These many unpleasant remarks are obviously directed at our residents. I have something in my heart: you don't want to think about why you cut off the water. We abide by the regulations and pay the water fee on time. What about you? Forget it if you don't realize it. You're still venting your dissatisfaction with us. What a person! However, anger is anger, and ignoring it is the best way for a villain.
But grandma is different. She found a big bucket at home and even filled it with water and delivered it to them personally. Although grandma's constitution is still tough, it is not easy to trip on the stairs with such a big bucket of water. She rested several times on the road, but grandma wiped her forehead several times in such a cold day. After the water was delivered, grandma also coaxed: "Send someone to pay the water bill early."
I'm confused. Grandma was so kind to them when they were so hateful. Grandma said flatly, "When people are always impulsive, just don't care." Suddenly, a warm current came to my mind, my kind grandmother!
Grandma didn't know a word, but she taught me a vivid lesson: be good as water, save everything, and don't argue. This may be grandma's realm.
I have a strict father. He has a dark round face, dark and thick eyebrows, and big eyes, always pulling a face.
Today, last week's math exam was finished. I got 98 points, ranking first in my class. I'm so happy. On the way home, I was humming a ditty and skipping, thinking: Dad will definitely praise me and give me some rewards!
When I got home, I found my father was happy today, too. He put his hands behind his back, closed his eyes, shook his head and walked around the room. It turns out that my aunt is coming back from Beijing today.
I happily took out the paper from my schoolbag, held it high, waved it in the air, strode to my father and proudly said, "I won the first place in my class, didn't I?" After that, I handed the paper to my father. See dad stare big eyes, scanning the paper. Suddenly, my father found that I had missed the question, and immediately: "sunny" turned "cloudy", my face was covered with "dark clouds", my brow was frowning, and my eyes were like swords. My father pointed at me and asked sharply, "How could I miss the question?" Otherwise, it is 100! "I lowered my head and dared not say anything. Tears swirled in my eyes. My whole body is nervous, my mind is blank, and I feel that a storm is coming.
I said hesitantly, "I ... because ...". Dad's face is even uglier, and his eyebrows stand in an inverted figure of eight, as if two swords were inserted in his face. My heart is pounding like a rabbit, and my heart seems to jump out of my throat. "Stop it, you really shouldn't! That's careless. Can't you be more careful? Ah? " Dad went on to say, "If you go on like this, you will suffer big losses in the future!" " "Dad asked me never to make such a mistake again.
I'm ashamed. My face turned red. I think my father is right. I will never be careless again. I think: Dad is very strict with me, but he is actually very kind to me. I shouldn't make excuses.
My mother is a teacher. She works as a teacher in a primary school in Guicheng. She goes out early and comes back late every day. She gave her students a lot of precious things, but I couldn't get them. Sometimes I am even a little jealous of my mother's students, thinking, I wish I were my mother's students!
My mother, a pair of small and intense eyes, although a little small, has that majesty. Shallow eyebrows, straight nose and small cherry mouth are all beauties on her oval face. Many people say that mom is beautiful and happy, but she just doesn't show it. Although mother is forty years old, she is well maintained! Teachers often worry about their students. If they have more troubles, they will naturally have more white hair. But I don't know why, white hair and my mother didn't have a chance. Up to now, her hair is still black and bright, making others think that she is not old. Mom has a good figure, but she has one shortcoming-"* * *". Whenever I say that she is * * *, she will certainly defend herself like this: "What's wrong with * * *? Women don't have * * *, not good! " I don't know what to say!
At work, my mother is diligent and earnest. Every day, she will give lessons to her students and never complain. Mom is very patient. If a student has any questions she doesn't know, she won't give up until she finishes teaching the student union. Sometimes, she even forgets to have lunch in order to give her students an extra lesson. She didn't get home until after half past six in the evening. In order to correct students' homework, she often stays up late. Finally, my mother and I made some achievements. My mother has won the title of "excellent teacher" many times.
At home, although I seldom see my mother every day, my mother's love for me will not decrease. Every night, my mother will wait for me to fall asleep before going to bed, and she will get up several times at night to cover me. My mother will try her best to buy me what I want to eat.
My mother is the first four words of the title "My mother". Hope to adopt! Thank you O(∩_∩)O
In the community where I live, there is an ordinary milkman, an uncle in his forties.
The uncle's dark skin can be seen at a glance as the result of years of sun exposure. On his serrated face, there are a pair of small and intense eyes.
There are three subscribers in our building, two on the fifth floor and one on the sixth floor. The subscriber on the sixth floor is our home.
Six floors, this trip up and down, without anything, has exhausted people, not to mention the milkman still holding so many bottles. Moreover, the bottle is round and slippery, and it will break several bottles if you are not careful. When people saw this situation, they put it directly downstairs. This uncle is not like this. Every afternoon at six o'clock, he always delivers the milk to the subscriber's door on time, and then shouts "Here comes the milk!"
Winter is coming, and the weather is getting colder and colder. No matter whether it is windy or snowy, at six o'clock every afternoon, there will always be familiar footsteps and loud door calls in the corridor, "Here comes the milk!"
In the evening when the cold wind roared, the uncle came to deliver milk again. When I took the bottle, I found that his hands had been crumpled by the ruthless wind, like the skin of an old pine tree. I wonder why I don't wear gloves. No money to buy gloves or too busy to buy gloves? Why don't I give him a pair? The next day, he came to deliver milk again, and I finally couldn't help asking him. He said kindly, "Look, there is a layer of water outside this bottle. If you wear gloves, the bottle will easily slip. " Oh, I see! I sighed in my heart: in order not to break the bottle, the uncle who delivered the milk actually put his head in his hands in the winter, which is really admirable! Mom said this is a kind of professionalism, which is worth learning from each of us.
Uncle Milkman, you are the person I admire most.
Typing is not easy. If you are satisfied, please adopt it.
7. Character description composition 500 words There is a "spice girl" in our class, whose surname is Zhang. She is of medium height, and her dark face is embedded with Ming Che's big eyes. Wearing "Nike" sportswear, a pair of invincible hot wheels at the foot, and a short hair blown like a haystack by the wind. I thought she was a boy if I didn't look carefully!
The hot girls in our class are not to be taunted, although they are girls. If you piss her off, no one can guarantee the consequences. Move out of the Jianghu, or sneak home. When you are heavy, you are out of breath. Who will be unlucky enough to encounter a "volcanic eruption"? It's not that the egg hits the stone-it's overreaching! I saw a hot girl named Zhang Avalanche. That guy finally gained a foothold, and we Zhang Daxia kicked a shadowless foot in Foshan and caught our opponent off guard. In order to save his life, the poor man had to use thirty-six tricks-walking is the best!
In fact, don't look at a hot girl like us, so overbearing and dominating the Jianghu. She has troubles, too. She told me that she didn't want to be the boss in the Jianghu anymore. She wants to turn into a lady. However, who can imagine a hot girl becoming a lady? I thought: She must be joking with me!
The next day, the spice girl really changed into a lady's dress, and even my super friend who is tired of being together every day almost didn't recognize it. She is wearing a pink dress, a pair of white leather shoes, and even her schoolbag is not as cool as before. She looks like a good girl.
But as the saying goes: things are only three. Our hot girl's image as a good girl didn't last three days. She said to me, "It's too hard to be a lady. I'd better be my Jianghu leader again! " As she spoke, she fiddled with her haystack fashion hairstyle. Alas, she is a leopard cannot change her spots.
On the other hand, the spice girl is still very kind, but sometimes she likes to be brave and refuses to give up! However, kindness is a good thing, but you'd better change your hot temper and make as many friends as possible. Students only live in harmony, not fight.
About 8.600 words about the composition of character description. My mother's junior high school composition.
People often say: "Only a mother is good in the world, and a child with a mother is like a baby." Is this statement wrong? Don't! That's right. From mother's pregnancy in October to our birth, we were endowed with a series of continuous hardships and sweat, and we also got infinite maternal love.
My mother is a barber, busy from morning till night every day; However, every Saturday and Sunday is my mother's busiest time, but she is still busy doing housework when she comes back every night. Mom's hair is very long, about one meter long. It's a little hard for her to comb her long hair, but her mother likes her hair so much that she doesn't cut it. She always cleans up. For her mother, girls are not allowed to have long hair and boys are not allowed to have long hair. My mother is usually outgoing, so I have the same personality as my mother.
My mother is strict with my brother and sister in all aspects. Especially to the words between elders. I am not good at communicating with my parents and expressing myself properly. Conducive to family communication. It is true that parents are "looking forward to the success of their children and their daughters." However, when the child fell, he was reprimanded: "What's wrong with useless things!" "Still send a sentence:" I made a mistake this time, try harder next time! " That is, it will have the opposite effect. When children eat the forbidden fruit of puppy love, parents solemnly declare: "That won't do!" " Absolutely not! "Let's just say," your parents can understand how you feel. "Again, the effect is needless to say. Although the heart of communication is as bright as moonlight, the expression of language makes the effect of communication different. It can be seen that family communication needs the key of language, and it is impossible to communicate without thinking, so it will have the opposite effect.
Mother is a very reasonable person. Every time we make a mistake, she will ask us why we made a mistake and whether we admitted it in time. If we do nothing, mother will lecture us, because mother thinks that educating children is not expressed in words.
So I love my mother very much.
This is my mother!
9. Write a composition of 500 words. My mother is 34 years old, tall, neither fat nor thin, with a few shallow wrinkles on her forehead and a smile on her face.
My mother is kind. She taught me to be honest and generous from an early age and cultivated my good character from an early age.
There is one thing I will never forget. It was a hot afternoon, and the sun scorched the earth like a big fireball. I sat in my room and kept fanning, but my sweat kept rolling down. I said to my mother, "Mom! It's too hot, I want to eat popsicles. " Mom said, "Come on, I'll take you to buy popsicles." Then he took out his wallet and took me to buy it.
When I got to the place where I bought popsicles, I chose popsicles. My mother took out a 50 yuan bill from her bag and handed it to my uncle who bought popsicles. After my uncle found the money, my mother and I hurried home.
When I got home, my mother counted the money back and said to herself, "Oh, no! A * * * is 7 yuan, how to find 45 yuan? " Hearing this, I said happily, "Great! People who buy popsicles are really confused, so they go to 2 yuan. Mom, can you give me 2 yuan? " My mother gave me a hard look and said angrily, "We should return the extra two yuan, and we can't be greedy and cheap." . Besides, it is not easy for people to sell popsicles. "Say that finish the 2 yuan money back to somebody else.
When I sleep at night, I can't sleep in bed, thinking about things during the day. I suddenly understood that being a man should start from bit by bit, and I can't do things that are sorry for people because of the cheapness in front of me.
I really admire my mother and love her more.
10. A 500-word composition describing the characters. My most unforgettable person.
"Unforgettable people, unforgettable people ..." Gee, it's really hard. I still can't figure out who to write about. Yes, that's him.
He has short black hair and is the third highest in the class. His chubby body is a chubby figure in the eyes of his parents. Although he is a boy, he has a pair of curved arch eyebrows. He remembered Song Dandan's sentence, "Everyone will be happy when the willow leaves bend their eyebrows and the cherry mouth." However, he hates his beautiful eyebrows very much.
If there is a running account of his "glorious deeds", let's talk about reading books. His pronunciation is very distinctive, that is, a two-part allegorical saying, "Run the marathon in one second-fast". It is well-deserved to say that he is fast. I remember one time, he was so absorbed in three musketeers that he stared like a robot. When he saw the plot of the fight,
He is also a groupie. He is a big fan of Jay Chou. He is infatuated with Jay Chou's songs, dreaming like a dream, intoxicated with them, as if he were integrated into Jay Chou's emotional world. In his eyes, Jay Chou's nunchaku dance is the coolest. The rhythm of nunchakus is exciting and touching. You can feel the cruelty of war in the last battle. Li Qixiang is like a sweet poem, a breeze. ...
Ha! Do you want to know who he is? She is the person I know best-Yoko.