Run! Red scarf! Composition 500 words

I remember when I first entered kindergarten, I was envious when I saw my cousin wearing a bright red scarf to school. From a distance, it looks like a red flower, bright as fire, and looks great. I am clamoring to wear a red scarf. Even on Sunday, when I want to go out to play, my mother will give me a scarf, but I won't wear it. I said loudly, "Cousin doesn't need to wear a red scarf today. I want to wear a red scarf! "

Looking back now, I think it was really naive at that time! Now, I have been wearing a red scarf for several spring and autumn periods. It became my good partner and friend.

At school, it reminds me to love the school and care about the collective; Remind me to respect my teachers and unite my classmates. In class, it reminds me to study hard and listen attentively; Remind me to think positively about the questions raised by the teacher and raise my hand boldly to speak. After class, remind yourself to finish the homework assigned by the teacher carefully and help the students with learning difficulties enthusiastically. In my spare time, it reminds me to read useful extracurricular books carefully and broaden my horizons; Remind me to take good reading notes, collect good words and sentences, and write more about reading feelings. So under its reminder, I gained a lot of knowledge and learned a lot of truth. I have achieved excellent results and become an example for my classmates.

At home, it reminds me to be a hardworking, kind and filial boy. It reminds me how to take care of myself, how to stand on my own feet, how to be strong, how to love myself and how to be confident.

In society, it reminds me to be a good boy who is kind, brave, honest and has public morality. It taught me that honesty is priceless and lying is useless. It taught me to care about others and give love to the disabled and people in disaster areas who need help. At the same time, it also reminds me to dare to fight against bad behavior and expose bad tendencies.

I love the red scarf floating on my chest! I wear it every day! I want to make the corner of this red flag brighter and brighter!

The red scarf grew with me. Composition 1 100 words.

When I first entered the first grade of primary school, I was envious when I saw my senior classmates waving bright red scarves on their chests and dancing like a red butterfly. I think, if one day, I can also wear a red scarf, it would be great!

Since then, there has been a beating flame burning in my heart, and that is the desire for a red scarf. I long for the bright red to fly on my chest, to light up and warm my life. I must wear a red scarf!

This wish came true on May 25th, 2008. In the loud team song, under the bright team banner, an elder sister came to me, and the red scarf in her hand crossed a beautiful arc in front of my eyes. Soon, a red scarf floated to my chest. At the moment I put on the red scarf, my face was filled with a bright smile and my heart was filled with incomparable pride! "I finally became a glorious young pioneer. I'm not that crying little boy anymore. I will try to be a good example for my classmates! " ……

The red scarf makes me brave. One day, the teacher asked me to speak at the class meeting. I was so nervous that I could hardly speak. At this time, I saw the red scarf flying under the stage, which seemed to encourage me to say, "Take out all your confidence, I believe you are the best!" " So I got up my courage and spoke out my thoughts ... After I finished, I was greeted by warm applause. Since then, my courage has gradually increased and my self-confidence has also increased.

The red scarf makes me full of energy. In a math class, the teacher gave us an application problem, and the students all gave up. I thought about it again and again on the toilet paper, and calculated it again and again, but there was still no result. I am also a little discouraged and really want to give up. At this moment, the red scarf dancing with the wind brushed my face. Immediately, a magical power filled my whole body, and I began to think seriously again ... Finally, I announced my answer in class, and the students were both surprised and admired, which made me feel very comfortable.

The red scarf lets me know how to care about others. Once, the school called on us to donate money to the disaster area. I took all my pocket money, thinking: I have saved this money for half a year, so I'd better buy toys! At this time, I inadvertently touched the red scarf on my chest. It seems to stare at me and say, "donate your money to the refugees in Sichuan and let them rebuild their happy homes!" " So, I donated all my money to the disaster area without hesitation.

Since I put on the red scarf, I have a wise friend around me. It floats on my chest every day, encouraging me all the time, reminding me and educating me!

When I get good grades, the red scarf reminds me not to be a proud rabbit; When I failed, the red scarf encouraged me to "try again and I will succeed"; When I am sad and disappointed, the red scarf is like a loving mother, comforting me, giving me strength and telling me to be strong; When I am ready to give up, the red scarf is like a strict teacher, urging me, urging me to persevere.

I want to thank the red scarf, which shocked my heart and made me constantly surpass myself. Ah! Red scarf, you guide me forward and grow with me!

On June 20 13 1 day, I accepted the honorary certificate issued by President Li in both hands and became an excellent class cadre at the municipal level. I looked around and felt thousands of pairs of eyes staring at me, as if to say, "Zheng Wenxuan is good, we all admire you!" " "My heart is filled with infinite strength and confidence. I am proud of the red scarf and myself!

Bright red scarf, you are a corner of the national flag, you are dyed red with blood by countless revolutionary martyrs, and you have become my glory. I think I will go further on the road of growth under your guidance and company!

I am proud that I am an excellent young pioneer; I am proud, and the red scarf grows with me!

Inner Mongolia Ergon No.3 Primary School No.4 Campus

Audit teacher:

I wore a red scarf for the first time and wrote 500 words.

I'm in grade one now, but actually I have more subjects and a longer time. It's nothing. Just one thing, that is, I can't wear a red scarf anymore. When I think about it, I feel ... At this time, I picked up the red scarf again and remembered the first time I wore it.

That was in the first grade. In class, the teacher said that we should choose people for the team. Hearing this, I am very happy. I can finally wear a red scarf like my big brother and big sister. The teacher also said that only five students were selected. As soon as I heard this, my mood fell by half. Finally, I was chosen. I'm really happy. It is really a dream come true. Why a dream? Listen to me. This is my first day at school. When I first entered the school gate, I saw that they were all wearing red scarves. I am very envious. So I always wanted to wear a red scarf. That day, my wish finally came true. How can I not be happy?

In the afternoon, a joining ceremony was held. My mood is like a cat catching a mouse. My heart beat faster, and I was even more excited when the headmaster asked the people who joined the team to take the stage. Several of us walked to the stage singing songs. Big brothers and sisters also came up. It is an elder sister who brings me a red scarf in her hand. When I put on my red scarf, a gust of wind blew and the red scarf fluttered up and down like fire.

On Monday morning, the national flag was born. The national flag is singing and rising slowly. I raised my hand to salute the national flag. After giving birth to the national flag, I put down my hand, and then I secretly made up my mind. I must cherish you. I can't discredit you. I will repay you with an excellent result. So now when I want to do something bad. You will look at the red scarf on your chest.

It's a pity that I can't wear a red scarf after the first day of junior high school, but even without a red scarf, I will study as hard as before.

Composition for the 60th Anniversary of the Young Pioneers: The red scarf flutters on my chest and writes 500 words.

I remember when I was in the first grade, I was filled with envy whenever I saw the red scarf flying high on the chest of my big brother and big sister on campus. This red landscape often appears in my dreams with the freshness and excitement when I first entered school. "When can I wear a red scarf?" I often think about this problem.

One day, the teacher praised a classmate because he spoke actively in class and answered questions loudly. The teacher not only rewarded him with a candy that looked delicious, but also said that he would be the first classmate to wear a red scarf. The other students opened their eyes with envy, hoping that it would be themselves who praised him next time. From then on, I listened carefully in every class and raised my hand actively, hoping that the teacher would give me the same reward. But unfortunately, the probability that I am called is always small. Although a little discouraged, I still didn't give up.

I remember it was Chinese class in the afternoon. The teacher asked a question, and all the students racked their brains, but no one raised their hands to answer it. Coincidentally, I also saw this problem in extracurricular reading, so I raised my hand in fear and trembling. The answer to the question is correct, and the teacher praised me strongly. At that moment, my eyes seemed to see a bright red scarf waving to me not far away. ...

Soon, I finally put on a red scarf. I was particularly nervous that day. A big brother skillfully put a red scarf on me. It was my dream moment, and in the loud team songs, I felt what was solemn and sacred for the first time in my life.

Now, I am a junior three student, and the red scarf has been flying on my chest for two years. I think, in the future study and life, I will always ask myself to be a young pioneer, remember the oath when I joined the team and be the best myself.

Pinghu Normal Primary School Class 4, Grade 3

Poetry of the 60th Anniversary of Young Pioneers: I Love Red Scarf Writing 500 Words

Young pioneers, poetry

Love to watch carefully

Its red.

Listen to the teacher.

This is a corner of party flag.

To prevent soiling

I wash it every week.

orderly

I am wearing it.

plunge into

Sunny campus

happy

March into the golden fields

If you meet on the road,

Something helpful

It will also rush forward quickly.

It tied my neck.

Like a flag

I don't feel any bondage.

I only feel one hand.

Pulled me up day by day

As if able to

Reach the blue sky.

The teacher once said:

The five-star red flag was cast with the blood of revolutionary martyrs.

Dye red

I was young then.

See the martyr's blood floating in the air.

Worship is like the sky behind the red flag, boundless.

Until I joined China with honor.

vanguard

There is a red scarf around her neck.

The teacher said: red scarf

This is a corner of the red flag.

this means

Also soaked in the blood of martyrs.

This blood didn't float on the flagpole.

It's dripping on my neck.

When the wind blows, blood gurgles.

My chest is much wet.

I was scared.

The blood of a martyr is also blood.

It also smells like fish.

And full of death.

Gunpowder, knives, violence

No blood is sweet.

It flows around teenagers' necks.

Flowing so comfortably.

Young pioneers scare me, too.

The metaphor that the teacher used to be best at:

A group of red scarves came across the street!

In other words, a group of teenagers with bleeding necks came.

Teacher, what a terrible thing it is.

You taught us to stay away from violence.

But let's put on the truth of blood

When the red scarf floats gloriously on the chest

I prefer to believe that it is a flower.

Not blood.

In May, I walked out of the poetry of late spring grass.

Out of the deep red and light red smile, in the early morning when the typhoon pearl disappeared.

Under the exceptionally blue sky

Sudan sword

My eyes

Sweep your fluttering red

red scarf

Fluttering in the sun ...

Fluttering makes you laugh as pure as morning light.

Lead me, a distant and indifferent dream.

give you

Fast approaching

I want to use easy-to-understand language.

Narrator, my thoughts when I was young.

Primary school students celebrate the 60th anniversary of the founding of the Young Pioneers with 500 words: A red scarf flutters 500 words on my chest.

500 words for the 60th anniversary of the founding of the Young Pioneers: Red scarf flutters on my chest.

I remember when I was in the first grade, I was filled with envy whenever I saw the red scarf flying high on the chest of my big brother and big sister on campus. This red landscape often appears in my dreams with the freshness and excitement when I first entered school. "When can I wear a red scarf?" I often think about this problem.

One day, the teacher praised a classmate because he spoke actively in class and answered questions loudly. The teacher not only rewarded him with a candy that looked delicious, but also said that he would be the first classmate to wear a red scarf. The other students opened their eyes with envy, hoping that it would be themselves who praised him next time. From then on, I listened carefully in every class and raised my hand actively, hoping that the teacher would give me the same reward. But unfortunately, the probability that I am called is always small. Although a little discouraged, I still didn't give up.

I remember it was Chinese class in the afternoon. The teacher asked a question, and all the students racked their brains, but no one raised their hands to answer it. Coincidentally, I also saw this problem in extracurricular reading, so I raised my hand in fear and trembling. The answer to the question is correct, and the teacher praised me strongly. At that moment, my eyes seemed to see a bright red scarf waving to me not far away. ...

Soon, I finally put on a red scarf. I was particularly nervous that day. A big brother skillfully put a red scarf on me. It was my dream moment, and in the loud team songs, I felt what was solemn and sacred for the first time in my life.

Now, I am a junior three student, and the red scarf has been flying on my chest for two years. I think, in the future study and life, I will always ask myself to be a young pioneer, remember the oath when I joined the team and be the best myself.

I wore a red scarf for the first time and wrote 500 words.

Zhang Jingen, Class 3, Grade 1, Handan No.2 Factory School, Hebei Province

I'm in grade one now, but actually I have more subjects and a longer time. It's nothing. Just one thing, that is, I can't wear a red scarf anymore. When I think about it, I feel ... At this time, I picked up the red scarf again and remembered the first time I wore it.

That was in the first grade. In class, the teacher said that we should choose people for the team. Hearing this, I am very happy. I can finally wear a red scarf like my big brother and big sister. The teacher also said that only five students were selected. As soon as I heard this, my mood fell by half. Finally, I was chosen. I'm really happy. It is really a dream come true. Why a dream? Listen to me. This is my first day at school. When I first entered the school gate, I saw that they were all wearing red scarves. I am very envious. So I always wanted to wear a red scarf. That day, my wish finally came true. How can I not be happy?

In the afternoon, a joining ceremony was held. My mood is like a cat catching a mouse. My heart beat faster, and I was even more excited when the headmaster asked the people who joined the team to take the stage. Several of us walked to the stage singing songs. Big brothers and sisters also came up. It is an elder sister who brings me a red scarf in her hand. When I put on my red scarf, a gust of wind blew and the red scarf fluttered up and down like fire.

On Monday morning, the national flag was born. The national flag is singing and rising slowly. I raised my hand to salute the national flag. After giving birth to the national flag, I put down my hand, and then I secretly made up my mind. I must cherish you. I can't discredit you. I will repay you with an excellent result. So now when I want to do something bad. You will look at the red scarf on your chest.

It's a pity that I can't wear a red scarf after the first day of junior high school, but even without a red scarf, I will study as hard as before.

Red scarf, my pride! Composition 500 words

When I first put on the red scarf, my father often said to me in the words of Grandpa Li Zhaoxing: "There is a color that can fly in my heart for more than 50 years and will not fade. That's the color of the red scarf! There is an exciting glory after 50 years. It is the glory of wearing a red scarf! There is a true feeling that can remain unchanged in my heart for 50 years. It is a sincere feeling for the red scarf. " Whenever I hear this sentence, I can't help feeling proud. I remember once, in the Wenchuan earthquake, this incident deeply touched the hearts of all the people in China. I was very sad to hear that, and I felt sorry for the children and adults there. At that time, our school was about to hold a charity donation activity to donate money for the children in Wenchuan. After hearing the radio and the teacher, I ran home in three steps and two steps. As soon as I got home, I chatted with my mother and had a heated discussion with her. I said, "Mom, people in Wenchuan are very poor. Let's donate more!" " Please accumulate some blessings for me! "Mother said," all right! How much did you say to donate? " "Well, just donate 100 yuan! Mom was stunned and said, "Why so many! It's killing me "I used my golden words again. I finally convinced my mother. I quickly took the money to school and put it in the donation box without hesitation. After the incident, I remembered the tragic situation in Wenchuan: houses collapsed, the air smelled of rotting corpses, and most houses were "stacked cakes". I'd like to donate100,200,300 ... but I can't. Although I can't do it, I am still very proud. I am proud that I am a young pioneer and happy that I have a red scarf around my neck. Red scarf, you are my pride. Your value is more precious than my life. Let me always remember that I am a glorious young pioneer.

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