Comfort yourself and divert your attention, which can be regarded as a little relief from pain. I will try my best to attend the class, but I can't support myself after class and lie prone on my desk. The doors and windows in the classroom were closed, and there was no breeze. The students rolled up their sleeves and shouted "hot", but I shivered. Put on your coat and it will warm up in a minute. Do I really have a fever? Isn't the cold just right? Never ... go home at night and feel soft as mud, but you still have to do your homework. After I finished my homework, my father said, "Come and watch football!" " "Both parents like football. It was not nine o'clock when I saw it.
I went to have a look, but the more I looked, the worse I felt. Lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, hurts here and there.
Alas ..... Bear with it! I felt even worse when I went to school the next day. I have been listless all morning. In the afternoon, the teacher said, "Do you have a fever?" I just remembered that the front table compared yesterday was also burning! The teacher gave me a bag of Enrique. How can the "product" be like the right heroin, or it has passed its shelf life for half a century? It tastes terrible! I don't remember Enrique smelling like this! I feel much better after drinking the medicine. I'm glad my fever ended in just a day and a half.
Postscript: I didn't take medicine at home for this fever, so the support in the class depends on myself. I always say to myself: it's okay.
It is these three words that ease my pain and make me face everything easily. In the face of difficulties, please say "nothing" more, and you will find that the bottomless abyss is full of these three words, turning all difficulties into "0" and walking on a flat and wide road with your feet up. Speaking of the students in our class, I feel funny because they are a little "strange" and sometimes play "small plots"
Now there is influenza A virus H 1N 1 in Dongying. The teacher told the students not to come to school as long as their body temperature exceeded 37.5 degrees Celsius. Last week, most students were not sick, only a few students had a fever, but after the weekend, I don't know if the weather changed too much or was infected. 22 people came on Monday morning and 20 people came in the afternoon! The headmaster wondered, "aren't the students in this class in good health?" Why are so many people absent? It's strange that only their class didn't come in the whole school! "Later, for the sake of insurance, the school closed our class for a week. At this time, the students' sad expressions were swept away, and the happy expressions immediately filled the whole face and shouted, "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! The headmaster gave us a holiday! Yeah! " In another four-person relay race, the third best runner in our class fell behind. When he handed the baton to Cui Zihao, who ran the last leg, he sprinted hard. He is the last hope of our class.
Seeing that our class was about to lose, he suddenly shouted, "Stop in front!" " "I don't know if the person in front is scared or something. It is really standing still. Cui Zihao took the opportunity to cross the red line and our class won! These are all students who are a little "weird" in our class, and sometimes they play a little "conspiracy"
2. Praise yourself, composition, 50 words. I'm already a sophomore, and I'm about to finish my sophomore course and enter the third grade.
In this semester, I have made great progress. I learned a lot of new cultural knowledge and the truth of being a man. Under the guidance of my teacher, I learned to look up Chinese characters with radicals and got to know many new words, idioms and proverbs. I also learned to distinguish pictophonetic words from polyphonic words. In classes 26, 27, 28 and 29, I learned tolerance and self-confidence, I learned to give applause to my classmates, and I also learned to cherish the applause of others. I like English best. I am hard-working and not afraid of hardship. I often listen to tapes and watch CDs. Many things happen. In the English contest organized by our school, I won the honorary title of "Best Oral English Award".
I don't think I have done enough. I will continue to work hard and strive for greater progress.
3. Write your own story composition 50 words As a girl, I should be an innocent girl, obedient and clever, but I am outgoing and careless, and some people even say that I am provocative. Even my biological parents say I don't look like a girl!
Just like last time, go to a barbecue. The delicious food makes my mouth water, and it is even more "wolfing down", which is very unlike a lady. (A little exaggerated) Dad saw it and said, "Look, whose children eat like you? You want to compare your sister Jiang Jing, will she eat like you? " Really, it's nothing like a girl! "Hum, anyone who meets delicious food will not be like me!
Another time, I dragged my father to play table tennis. My dad said, "I said Jiang Yu, look at other girls." They all learn to draw, sing and dance. After training, they are all talented women. You should study hard. . ""I see, let's go! " I managed to pull my father up. After playing for a while, I have lost several balls. Suddenly, dad hit us with a tackle, which caused us "heavy casualties". I was careless for a moment and blurted out, "Shit, it really pissed us off! Watch me kill you! " My mother watched, unhappy, and said, "Yuyu, why are you so rude? Where did you learn it? I am still not a girl! Apologize to dad! " Why, if you go to our school, you may learn worse than me!
Alas, adults always want boys to become Jackie Chan and girls to become phoenixes, but I am like this, and most of them are hopeless. When on earth can I become a "phoenix"!
4. My own composition is 40-50 words about myself.
As for me, I always have a crew cut. My eyebrows are quite thick, and my eyes are very dark and bright, although they are not big. It still fits my face. It looks good with your mouth closed. Oh, I forgot to tell you my name. My name is XXX.
In primary school, I get along well with my classmates. I don't like being angry. I am very happy all day. Anger will kill brain cells, so when I have conflicts with my classmates, I can basically tolerate them. When my classmates ask me to do something, I always try my best, but sometimes I am shy, that's when others praise me. Sometimes I am reckless. My mother calls me "little daredevil".
Carelessness is a big problem for me, so I often make mistakes in my homework. But I don't believe I can't change it. You see, I will definitely change from "big carelessness" to "small carefulness" in the new semester.
Reading is my greatest hobby. Those novels, magazines and scientific works, I can't put them down when I pick them up-I'm fascinated! I am often moved by the plot and characters in the book, sobbing and giggling for a while, completely immersed in it.
Although I am thin, I like sports! I like playing table tennis very much, and I am still an expert in my class. I like music and art, too. My mother says I have a wide range of interests.
All right, that's all. Welcome to make friends with me.
5. Write a diary in 50 words. Why is my head so dizzy? Touch the forehead at the front table, touch yourself, and don't have a fever! Why can't you get up? Ahem! Forget it, so I drank half a bottle of cold water in one breath and felt "refreshed". I didn't expect to faint again after half a minute, and there was another symptom-stomachache.
Comfort yourself and divert your attention, which can be regarded as a little relief from pain. I will try my best to attend the class, but I can't support myself after class and lie prone on my desk. The doors and windows in the classroom were closed, and there was no breeze. The students rolled up their sleeves and shouted "hot", but I shivered. Put on your coat and it will warm up in a minute. Do I really have a fever? Isn't the cold just right? Never ... go home at night and feel soft as mud, but you still have to do your homework. After I finished my homework, my father said, "Come and watch football!" " "Both parents like football. It was not nine o'clock when I saw it.
I went to have a look, but the more I looked, the worse I felt. Lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, hurts here and there.
Alas ..... Bear with it! I felt even worse when I went to school the next day. I have been listless all morning. In the afternoon, the teacher said, "Do you have a fever?" I just remembered that the front table compared yesterday was also burning! The teacher gave me a bag of Enrique. How can the "product" be like the right heroin, or it has passed its shelf life for half a century? It tastes terrible! I don't remember Enrique smelling like this! I feel much better after drinking the medicine. I'm glad my fever ended in just a day and a half.
Postscript: I didn't take medicine at home for this fever, so the support in the class depends on myself. I always say to myself: it's okay.
It is these three words that ease my pain and make me face everything easily. In the face of difficulties, please say "nothing" more, and you will find that the bottomless abyss is full of these three words, turning all difficulties into "0" and walking on a flat and wide road with your feet up. Speaking of the students in our class, I feel funny because they are a little "strange" and sometimes play "small plots"
Now there is influenza A virus H 1N 1 in Dongying. The teacher told the students not to come to school as long as their body temperature exceeded 37.5 degrees Celsius. Last week, most students were not sick, only a few students had a fever, but after the weekend, I don't know if the weather changed too much or was infected. 22 people came on Monday morning and 20 people came in the afternoon! The headmaster wondered, "aren't the students in this class in good health?" Why are so many people absent? It's strange that only their class didn't come in the whole school! "Later, for the sake of insurance, the school closed our class for a week. At this time, the students' sad expressions were swept away, and the happy expressions immediately filled the whole face and shouted, "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! The headmaster gave us a holiday! Yeah! " In another four-person relay race, the third best runner in our class fell behind. When he handed the baton to Cui Zihao, who ran the last leg, he sprinted hard. He is the last hope of our class.
Seeing that our class was about to lose, he suddenly shouted, "Stop in front!" " "I don't know if the person in front is scared or something. It is really standing still. Cui Zihao took the opportunity to cross the red line and our class won! These are all students who are a little "weird" in our class, and sometimes they play a little "conspiracy"
6. I successfully wrote a composition of 50 words. Mom and dad are not at home. When it was time to cook, an idea sprouted in my mind: try to cook for myself.
I began to imitate my mother and try to cook. First, I took the "Little White Dot" out of the rice barrel and put it in the rice cooker. I rushed to the faucet, drained the water, and felt the feeling of rice in my hand. I carefully selected the sand and pebbles of rice, then washed them twice with clear water, put the water behind me and started cooking on the stove.
At this time, a new idea came to my mind: see how rice is cooked?
At first, the water bubbled, just like a child who accidentally fell down, and got up slowly and laboriously. After 20 minutes, the bubbles and rice slowly blend together. At this time, I turned down the fire, sat in a folding chair, read a book, watched it, and fell asleep unconsciously.
At noon, my mother came home from work and asked, "Linlin, what are you doing at home? Why is there a burning smell? " My mother's cry woke me up from my dream, jumped up and ran to turn off the fire at once. At first glance, it is not good. The rice is burnt and smells terrible. Thinking of being scolded by my mother again this time, I lowered my head and cried and said, "Mom, I wanted to make you a meal, but I burned the rice cooker as soon as I fell asleep." But instead of blaming me, my mother whispered, "Nothing, just a rotten rice cooker. Everything has a process of learning and practice, just don't know how to do it. " But this is very dangerous. We must learn our lesson. Whatever you do in the future, you should do it wholeheartedly. Never be half-hearted. "Hearing this, I cried even more. At this moment, my mother put her arms around me and said, "Don't cry, son. Mom will teach you to cook now. "Suddenly, I stopped crying and began to learn to cook with my mother. After 40 minutes, I opened the lid and the delicious rice smelled delicious. I jumped up happily and shouted, "I succeeded!" "I made it! Mom is really great! "
7. Write your own skill composition in 50 words 1: My skills I have many skills, such as drawing, playing basketball and skating ... My favorite is skating.
Dad told me, "The first step in skating is walking." I thought, it's just a walk. This is a piece of cake.
I put on my skates and walked onto the skating rink, but I didn't expect to fall down as soon as I lifted my foot. My parents pulled me up and told me to keep walking. My parents each took my arm and walked for about five minutes. My parents let me go by myself. Because I just fell once, I was a little scared, but I took a step with courage. I'm a little surprised that I didn't fall. I took the second step, but I didn't fall. After that, I took a few more steps I walk faster and faster. I said to my father, "I learned to walk on the ice."
Dad said, "Then let's learn the second step-sliding." Dad went on to say, "Slide outward in a figure of eight, legs down, and look forward. Push your left foot hard to the left and your right foot to the right. "
I did as my father asked, and slowly I slipped. My father competed with me to see who skated first. Because my father practiced for two months, I only practiced for one day. As a result, my father skated six times and I only skated once.
But I will never fall down again, "learned! Learned! I finally learned to skate! " I cheered loudly! Writing your own Skills Composition 2: My Skills Everyone has his own skills, and I am no exception. My greatest skill is typing. I remember seeing my father typing in front of the computer when I was a child. I thought it was fun, so I pestered my father to teach me how to type.
I started typing. Father told me fingering first, and then let me practice it myself. But the keyboard just won't listen to me. I typed this letter, but he typed another.
At this time, I kind of want to give up. When my father saw me dejected, he came over to me and said, "Son, don't give up halfway in whatever you do."
I said, "But I really can't type!" Dad said, "Then I'll teach you again!" " "I nodded and said," all right. "Dad asked me to put my finger on the keyboard and let me continue to play.
Under the guidance of my father, I finally typed a word I wanted to type. After a while, my hand hurts.
But I held back the pain and continued to fight. In this way, I practiced day after day and year after year, and finally I could type easily.
I tasted the joy of success, but also understood a truth: no matter what I do, I can succeed as long as I don't give up halfway. Come on! Let's work together, persistence is victory! Write your own composition 3: My skills If you want to ask me what skills I have, I can say a lot in one breath: playing gobang, playing badminton, riding a bike ... but what impressed me most was riding a bike.
One day, my mother and I went to the square to play. As soon as I got to the square, I saw many children riding bicycles. They are so happy and happy! So I said to my mother, "mom, I want to learn to ride a bike." Ok? " My mother smiled and said to me, "All right!" As soon as I got home, I quickly took out my bike and began to learn.
At the beginning, my father held the bicycle, so I rode it boldly, thinking, "I won't fall down with my father holding me anyway." Riding, riding, I turned around, my father didn't help me, and I suddenly panicked and was afraid of falling.
Unexpectedly, I panicked and fell off the car. "ah! It hurts! " I lay on the ground and shouted, "Stop learning, I don't want to learn."
Mother listened to my words: "Wang Zihang, don't lose heart, haven't you heard this sentence?" Failure is the mother of success, and success can only be achieved through failure. "After listening to my mother's words, I bravely stood up, regained my confidence and started practicing again.
In this way, I fell down again and again and stood up again and again. Five days later, I finally learned to ride a bike. I am very happy this day.
Through this incident, I understand that you must have perseverance and perseverance to succeed in doing anything. Write your own skills composition 4: My skills My best skill is riding a bike.
I remember when I first learned to drive, I was afraid of riding a horse. First of all, my father told me to push the car and find a balance.
Then, with the help of my parents, I slowly tried to push forward and fell several times in the process. I also summed up my own experience and found that the car was crooked, so I put one leg on my leg to prevent falling.
Dad also criticized me as a coward. Half a day has passed, and I can pedal once or twice.
In this way, in the open space behind the building, I kept turning and fell down from time to time. Both the stirrups were injured, and I was so tired that I hurt all over.
I dreamed that I could ride at night! To my excitement and surprise, when I got on the bike the next day, I suddenly found that I could pedal continuously. I shouted happily to my parents: "I can ride!" " I can ride a horse! "In the end, I also learned the skills of changing direction, lightning drift, dragon wagging its tail, blade overtaking and so on. Look at the beautiful MUBI I made! I will also jump over obstacles, that is, use my beloved bike to jump over garbage, stones, branches and weeds.
So there is no shortage of parents' scolding. We also often compete.
Me, He Yao Yao, and older children. I played forward with He Yao Yao, and the children chased after me. The pond in the community and the concrete floor of each building have become our racing track.
I am most proud of riding a few miles to my grandmother's house to show off under the care of my parents. I have many skills, but roller skating is my best.
I remember seeing children skating before, and my heart felt like thousands of ants were crawling, itchy. I made up my mind to practice roller skating well. So I took roller skates full of wheels and ran to the square. Many children are skating on roller skates in the square. I am very envious.
I can't wait to put on my roller skates. I fell on my back before I could stand firm. I was a little discouraged, but my mother said to me, "How can I learn without falling a few times?" You must have perseverance and perseverance in everything you do. "
After listening to my mother's words, I cheered up again, helped the railing to slide bit by bit, like learning to walk, and finally came to a good time. I can finally skate slowly. Although I can't skate as fast as a skilled child, I can stand firm.
8. Write a composition of less than 50 words. My hometown is a remote mountain village. There are no tall buildings in the city; There are no busy streets in the city; There is no supermarket rich in goods. But it has its own unique beauty-simplicity.
Looking around, high peaks stand in front of your eyes. There is a small river at the foot of the mountain, bypassing the whole village and looking down from the top of the mountain. This river is like a clear and transparent belt. Several wild willows were planted by the river, and the breeze blew, and the branches and leaves of emerald flowers danced on the river, which was beautiful! Holidays, children's holidays, children go to the mountains to herd cattle in groups of three or five, and the cows jingle, accompanied by the loud singing of the little shepherd boy, which is particularly nice. In the field, farmers' uncles are working hard. Look, how hard they work!
After the hard work of farmers' uncles; After their hard work, they finally built a new house with their own hands. Every household has built a brick house and pasted beautiful white tiles on it. These bright houses are particularly beautiful against the green peaks.
At noon, all the men, women and children in the village gathered on the flat ground under the village Committee, talking and laughing, and the whole village was immersed in joy. Many families in the village have bought TVs, and some have installed several TVs. In the evening, everyone turns on the TV and watches TV together. Every household's lights are on. Seen from a distance, lights are like stars hanging in the sky.
My hometown is not only beautiful, but also people live in harmony. How harmonious and peaceful people feel.
9. Write a 50-word composition with my success. What is success? It's not a perfect test, it's a red "100".
Some people say, "Success is as sweet as honey." He was wrong.
He only saw the positive side of success, which was wonderful. But ignore the bitterness after success.
In my opinion, success is a flower in the desert, very beautiful. But if you want to blossom, you must work hard! In the third grade, I began to learn composition. I read a book "Selected Excellent Compositions of Primary School Students". The wonderful language in it fascinated me and secretly dreamed: if this is written by me, then.
I can't help dreaming aimlessly.
I finally waited until the first composition class. Teacher Zhang assigned us a composition, and we can write all kinds of things without any restrictions or constraints. As soon as I heard it, I got excited. Great, I can finally write my composition! The topic is unlimited! This is too underestimate me! Jumping, I ran home. As soon as I entered the door, I said to my mother before I put down my schoolbag, "Today we are going to write the first composition in primary school!" " "My mother was stunned for a second when she heard this mindless sentence, and then she understood it and encouraged me with a surprised face:" Then you must write well, and you can do it. " I nodded.
In an hour.
I frowned, fiddled with my pen in every way and stared at the blank paper in a daze. My mother called me with concern and let me have a rest. I changed my sitting position and looked up at the stars through the window.
Those countless little stars seem to be infinite inspiration. Although I can see it, I can't pick it if I want to. In the silence, only the ticking of the clock was heard.
My pen is getting heavier and heavier and my mood is getting more and more anxious. I threw my pen on the table and shouted angrily, "Mom!" " "But no one answered, for an instant, a chill climbed up my spine, quickly freezing my anxiety, the room was silent, and fear flooded my heart. A sense of loss bothers me.
So, I can't help but think of the scene that my mother let me sleep alone the other day. At that time, because I was afraid, I posted two pictures on the bedside: one is the Monkey King and the other is a big cat, which achieved the effect of comfort.
Now that I think about it, this is quite interesting. This short memory inspired me a lot. For a time, inspiration flooded into my brain like a floodgate. I'm really at a loss, at a loss! Being inspired is not a good thing. Finally, I chose a material and racked my brains to write only a quarter of a piece of paper. I really want to cry when I see this article, which is not much bigger than dried tofu! No way! I can't give up! A large group of successful people flashed before my eyes, such as Sima Qian, Tan Qian, Mark Twain and Tao Jin. It's all about persistence and success! Thinking about thinking, the flame of faith has been rekindled and changed! Change! Change! There is no tiredness in burning the midnight oil to "change".
Dry eyes and sore fingers.
The next day, with a nervous heart, I gave my composition to Teacher Zhang for "trial". In the afternoon, teacher Zhang came with a big smile on her face.
Write a composition this time.
My chest suddenly jumped into a rabbit.
"Wang Yiming.
It's good, isn't it? Teacher Zhang is praising me! There was no response for a while, and then I suddenly woke up: I wrote a good composition this time! I made it! Last night's efforts were not in vain! A person's life, like a flower in the desert, embodies years of painstaking efforts, efforts and sweat, just to bloom that gorgeous flower! That flower is called success one by one.