When the clouds and sky are angry, there will be storms, sometimes with lightning or thunder. When the fire is angry, there will be a big fire. When a seed is angry, it will not germinate and will not grow well.
Sometimes, my classmates say that I am not good at my homework, and then I will get angry. But when I am angry, my classmates don’t even know that I am angry!
When I am angry, everything in the world seems unpleasant. At that time, I will do what I want to do, such as reading and painting, which are all things I like to do. As long as I do these things, I will not be angry.
Anger is like trouble, always following you. Anger will make people change their faces. Some people will roll their eyes or hit others when they are angry. Sometimes some people will get angry and burst into anger, but some people will just collapse. Just wearing a face will make everyone angry, and anger will make the world very, very chaotic.
When I'm angry, I get so angry that I get furious and gnash my teeth, but I don't get so angry that I roll my eyes.
An angry composition 2
My composition teacher is very cute. She wears a long braid and a suspender skirt. She is really like a big sister. But the way she looks fierce is really terrible.
Once, the class had been in class for five minutes, but the teacher hadn’t come yet, so the classroom exploded. However, at this time, the teacher pushed the door open hard, and the elder brother was hit so hard that stars appeared in his eyes. The teacher smashed the book on the table so hard that the younger brother at the desk was hit so hard that his back hurt. The whole class was so frightened by the teacher that their faces turned pale.
At this time, I saw the teacher’s face turning from sunny to gloomy. The original Liu Yemei suddenly turned into an inverted Chinese character. It seemed like a sharp arrow would fly out and stab us all. It was really 100% attack power!
Her eyes were as wide as copper bells, as if they were about to pop out. A fire snake spurted out of the teacher's eyes, which almost scorched us.
At this time, I found that the teacher's nose seemed to be blowing smoke, and she looked like an angry bull. At this time, the teacher's mouth seemed to have turned into a machine gun, firing her saliva bullets at us in a large area, wiping out all the surviving classmates, but she felt that it was not enough, and she started to curse again.
After that, we didn’t dare to speak every time in class because we were afraid of the teacher’s verbal war.