⑴ How to write "The Story of a Name" Sample Essay
My name is Gu Yuan. Do you know why I call you by name? There is a story here, let me tell it to you! My father's name is Gu Rongrong. Then the surname will be my father's surname. , what happened to the garden? I heard from my mother that when she was pregnant with me, she was always worried about the name. One day, my father suddenly suggested: "Otherwise, I wish her a happy life and name the child Gu Yuan!" At this time, you have to ask again, "How can we complete our current garden?" Don't worry, listen to me as I tell the story, and you will know. According to my mother's recollection, when a baby is born, the doctor will issue a birth certificate for each baby, with the baby's small footprints and the mother's fingerprints, and fill in the baby's name. The analgesia of Sixinchipulong made it difficult for my mother to tell the difference between east, west and north. So when my confused mother said my name, she casually said: Gu Yuan, Gu who takes care of me, Yuan who takes care of me. Thus, a baby named Gu Yuan was born. Until now, my parents are still worried about this matter, but I think: the park is a place that everyone yearns for. It has charming scenery and makes people feel happy. I hope my future will be like The scenery in the park is equally vibrant.
⑵ Sample essay "Stories Around Me"
About 700 words, please accept it if you can, it is not easy.
Since I was born and took the first step on the journey to my dream, I have received care and concern from people around me.
I remember a few mornings ago, as soon as I finished breakfast, I hurried to school on my beloved bicycle. On the way to school, suddenly, for some reason, no matter how hard I rode, The car was still getting slower and slower, and when I got off the bus, I found that the car was broken down. Now I was so depressed that I could only admit that I was unlucky. Just then classmate Han Fei passed by me, and I hurriedly asked him for help. I said half-jokingly: "Student Feifei, can you imitate Lei Feng and help me fix my bicycle." I thought he would just smile. After passing by, I didn’t expect him to pick up my bike and go straight to the repair place without saying a word. I am very grateful to him for this. I have mentioned this matter many times, and he always said: "It's okay, this is what I should do. It's nothing trivial. What's more, we are good friends, right?" Bar". For this I thank him from the bottom of my heart.
Looking back now, there is always one person in our study life who always encourages and supports us and urges us to work hard. Yes, that is our beloved teacher. Teacher, you are by your side. We have gone through ups and downs and led us through more than ten springs, summers, autumns and winters. You have always taught us and guided us, lest the heavy fog make us lose our way. The achievement of our excellent results is inseparable from Teacher, you have worked hard and planted the seeds of knowledge. The achievement of our excellent results is the best reward for the teacher.
One morning I hurried to the classroom as soon as I got up. I thought I would be the first to arrive. Unexpectedly, I discovered a huge secret behind the classroom. Unexpectedly, the office was brightly lit and the teacher was speaking faintly. I carefully corrected the homework under the light, and then I realized why. The homework handed in that day was approved in less than a while. This is the reason. I was moved when I saw this scene. Why am I so ignorant? I often deal with the teacher and write random things, which makes the teacher's hard work in vain. The teacher is sorry. Teacher, thank you for your hard work.
There is an old saying to describe the hard work of teachers: "Sleep later than a dog and get up earlier than a chicken." I understood this sentence at the beginning, but now I have experienced it personally, and I have experienced it personally.
⑶ Write a sample essay on your own achievement story
My greatest achievement is getting a medal.
That medal , although it is a bronze medal, it means that my many days of hard work have not been in vain.
He let me know that I am not far away from the gold medal.
I am not far away from the championship. !
I must work harder to get my championship.
The meaning of the championship I won is not that I succeeded, but that I am in my heart , received the highest honor!
⑷ Asking for a sample essay about a story about nature
The missing turtle bastard
When we were young, The ecological environment in my hometown is so beautiful. Whenever you walk by a stream or by the Han River, you can see some turtles and tortoises of different sizes or in pairs. Especially in summer, they like to come out. Climbing on a big rock to bask in the sun may be the most comfortable enjoyment for them, right? Sometimes when we are picking up wheat ears, we accidentally step on the eggs they lay at night. Generally speaking, there are more than twenty eggs in a nest. If you take them home and pickle them, they can also cure diarrhea. We children also follow the methods of adults. We get up early in the morning and observe the footprints of the eggs they lay on the beach at night. Following the footprints, we can find the nest where the eggs are laid. Just use your hands to gently pick them up. You can find the egg you're looking for by opening the sand covering it. Sometimes we climbed to high ground and observed the huge vortex formed behind the dangerous shoals of the river. Groups of giant tortoises were floating on the water to bask in the sun. We could even see guys as big as sieves playing leisurely and contentedly. And they appear in groups in rotation, which is really fun.
Nowadays, mankind has progressed, fishing methods have become diversified, and human material life seems to be much richer. However, how many lives of animals, plants, and organisms have been sacrificed, and the beautiful ecological environment of the past can no longer exist. It can't be seen again, and those cute turtle bastards are rarely seen anymore. Biodiversity has almost become an empty talk, which cannot but be said to be the tragedy of mankind...!
⑸ A 300-word self-introduction sample essay with storytelling
When I was a child, my mother often complained about me: "You are such a naughty ghost!" When I grew up, I often laughed at myself: "I am such a person. Yeah, that's it. "What? To sum it up in the words of my classmates: "You are such a weirdo!" Sometimes, I hope that I can grow up quickly and do something earth-shattering to impress the people around me. Everyone was astonished. But sometimes, I hope that I will never grow up and be the little princess beside my parents. Once, I went to the street with my classmates and saw a hawker bullying a foreigner. I stiffened my neck and went to argue with the hawker. The foreigner took the opportunity to leave, but I got scolded in vain. My classmate pulled me away and said, "You weirdo, why are you meddling in this business?" After thinking about it, I sighed to myself, what a person I am! The teacher suddenly burped during the lecture, and the other students were silent, but I laughed. I made a sound and was glared at by the teacher. Why can't I help other students stop laughing? What a person! The school organized students to watch a movie (War, Let Women Go Away). When I saw the movie The battalion commander's wife, the deputy company commander's wife and others heard about the scene of the pig slaughter after the troops were about to leave. The classmates who were talking and laughing around me all looked at me in surprise. I wanted to hold back, but I couldn't help it. . When others don’t laugh, I laugh; when others don’t cry, I cry again. Some people say that I should learn to control my emotions, but I can’t. I can only let my emotions flow freely. The ground flows. At night, looking at the lemon-like moon outside the window, I think a lot. Maybe in the eyes of people around me, I am an incomprehensible weirdo, but I think this "weirdness" is real and cute. . I am who I am, why do I have to try every means to change and hide it? Maybe I will never be able to change, but I don’t feel regretful, even though I laugh at myself: This is who I am! This is who I am.
There is a little girl, now thirteen years old. She is not a lady, but her appearance is not good. She was born in Liuzhou City, Guangxi. His ancestral home is Zhejiang (a fellow hometown of Jin Yong), but he has never set foot in this place. When he was four years old, he followed his father to Beijing and entered the kindergarten of the Academy of Geosciences. He was born in an unfamiliar place and was bullied by children. He often huddled in a corner with tears in his eyes. He gradually changed his habit of being playful and playful, becoming timid and cautious until now. I remember living in a small hospital at that time. My mother taught me to read books and newspapers for young children, which increased my knowledge and knowledge, and I also learned piano, from which I benefited a lot. He entered primary school at the age of six and a half, and was very happy in the lower grades. The head teacher's surname is Liang, he is very kind and his colleagues are as close as a family. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. When he was transferred to the third grade class, he was merged into the second class and moved to his previous residence. The students in this class are indifferent to others, are jealous, and do not treat each other sincerely. After moving, they live far away from the elementary school, and they cannot communicate with their classmates, which further increases the distance between them. The days in this class were like years, and I almost wanted to transfer to another school but couldn't, so I had to study all day to relieve my boredom. I am often praised by teachers, but I don’t know it is because of helplessness. After graduation, he was admitted to Beijing No. 8 Middle School. The environment here is beautiful and pleasant. Most of the classmates are talented, and the class has a harmonious relationship. Teachers win the hearts of students. On weekdays, my classmates would talk loudly (what my class calls "talking"), and I would often enjoy it among them. I don't like sports, so I play computer games and read novels. It’s great to live a fulfilling life and achieve academic success! Now I’m in the second grade of junior high school, and I don’t know what’s going to happen next. I have had many hobbies since I was a child, but none of them have become my specialty. I only know a little bit about chess, calligraphy and painting. I won some awards in elementary school: I won the first, second, and third prizes once each in the city's English Science and Technology Competition, I won the third prize in the Singapore Mathematics Competition, and I passed level 9 in piano. After middle school, I achieved nothing. At present, I have no ambitions. I only regard open-mindedness as my highest pursuit. I like Mr. Jin Yong's "Swordsman" and the poems of Li Bai and Xin Qiji. I hope that in the future I will live up to the expectations of myself and my parents, that I will be happy with small things, go smoothly with big things, and make fewer mistakes. The cute me (just change my age) has a fair face with oval seeds, a pair of dark and bright eyes embedded under two crescent-shaped eyebrows; a high nose; and a small red mouth of cherries, which I often like to chew. Little thing. This is me - little girl Mingming. I'm so quiet. At home, when I get tired of playing with toys, I focus on books of all sizes. As a result, books became my biggest hobby. I like to read many books: "Three Hundred Song Poems", "Three Hundred Tang Poems", "Andersen's Fairy Tales", "Complete Compositions" ~~~~~~Sometimes, I am fascinated by reading, and I read it even when I go to the toilet. My mother is very fond of reading. It was emphasized for the first time that you should not read in the bathroom, but I kept turning a deaf ear to my mother’s words. I am a "laugh writer". As soon as school is over, my "loyal listeners" will crowd me home and pester me to tell jokes. Once, I told a joke like this: There was a man who claimed to be modest and always added the word "bold" to everything he said. One day, he invited his friends to have dinner at home. Friends praised the brightness of the moon. He said: "This is just a rough moon in a rough house~~~~~~" Hearing this, Xiaohong and the others were already out of breath with laughter, but they still urged: "Speak, keep talking. "I smiled and said calmly: "I can't say it anymore. If you laugh until you die, you will die without a burial place." They then chased me with a smile, like a string of silver bells! Laughter spread on the road. Not only do I love to tell jokes, I also love to cry. Once, my cousin came to our house as a guest. I was getting a towel behind the door, and my cousin pushed the door open and hit my head against the wall. I started to show off my bad temper again - cry. Seeing this, my cousin crouched down and tried to help me up. I pushed her away and said, "I want my aunt to beat you, you are so bad!" She stood up, and a large area of ??her pants was already wet. As soon as I saw it, I knew it was my "Golden Doudou"! This is me - a lively and cute little girl. Hey! You still think I'm good, right? I also feel good about myself, have ideals, and can speak well. "whee". My name is Yang Jiaying, I am 9 years old this year, and I am studying in the third grade of He'anli Primary School. I have a pair of bright eyes, which look even more charming with long eyelashes. I have a small nose and a small mouth. My height is about 1.3 meters. Everyone says I look very cute, like a little rabbit.
Everyone says that I am very quiet, like a little lady. My hobby is studying, because only when you study well can you do what you want to do when you grow up. Besides studying, my hobby is playing badminton, because playing badminton can exercise your body. My advantage is that I help my mother with housework, and I can also make my classmates laugh when they are angry. But one of my biggest shortcomings is timidity. One night when my mother went out for something, I was very scared. I am now the study committee member of the class. I must set an example and study hard. This is me, I hope everyone can understand me and be my friend.
⑹ Sample essay: The story of me and books
Books are an inseparable part of me. Books are good teachers and helpful friends. It will accompany you throughout your life, and it will benefit you a lot and help you become the most perfect version of yourself. And the story of a book? Oh, there are too many, countless, almost every day. But when asked what is the only thing that can make me deeply moved, memorable, and lingering in my mind, I have only one answer...
Go back four years ago. I was only in the second grade at that time, but I loved reading very much. I always spent a whole day in the bookstore or library every week, and I often read for more than ten hours without eating or drinking. Almost every time, I have to wait until the door is closed before reluctantly leaving. When I stand up, I find that my whole body is numb.
The story takes place in the provincial library. When I was young, I was wandering aimlessly in the children's reading room, searching. Suddenly, I discovered an inconspicuous book hidden among many thick books. Perhaps it was God's deliberate arrangement, but I took it out for the first time. Then, I saw two words-"Jane Eyre". It does not have a gorgeous cover or a thick book case. The book is a bit old and it can be seen that it has been aged for a few years. It is the kind of paper cover that was used decades ago. There is a force in my heart that urges me to open this unremarkable book. As soon as I opened it, there was a scent of ink that I can no longer feel now. I took a deep breath and couldn't help but sigh, it smelled so good! The entire book was made of oily paper. When I touched it, I knew it was an old book.
At that time, I had no idea that "Jane Eyre" was a world-famous book. It wasn't until Teacher Zhang introduced it in class a long time later that I realized that I was suddenly very proud that I knew it at such a young age. Got it. The book in the library aroused my strong desire to read. I found a corner to sit down and read a book. At first, I just wanted to get a brief overview of the story, because as an 8-year-old, I really didn’t have much interest in such books for older children. However, after a while, I found that I could not help but be deeply attracted by the content and words of this book. It’s hard for me to imagine how I could calm myself down at such a young age and read this thick book that was not suitable for me. It’s even more unimaginable that I was so looking forward to the content that I stayed in the library for a whole day. All day long, chew it up. I still remember that when I was reading, my heart fluctuated with the development of the plot. It was the first time that I was so immersed in reading a book. It was the first time that I felt sad for the fate of the hero and heroine. It was the first time that I felt heartbroken while reading and frowned tightly... I will wait until I finish the whole book. When I finished reading, I suddenly realized that I was the only one left in the huge reading room. Although I had finished reading the book, I was not satisfied at all, so I borrowed it back home.
That period was the craziest time for me. The speed of doing things has actually accelerated a lot. The first thing I do after returning home every day is not to do my homework, but to read "Jane Eyre". Looking back now, I realize that my love for it was almost crazy. Almost every day I have to review the entire book two or three times without getting tired of it. The deadline for borrowing it was getting closer and closer. Finally, I returned it to the library with great reluctance. God knows how much I wanted to keep it as my own! In the days after that, I also entered the library again to look for it. , but no matter how hard I tried, it never appeared. I also begged my mother to buy me another copy of "Jane Eyre" and borrowed many copies from others, but I found that they were never as popular as the version I read back then.
The translation is not as good as it, the content is not as good as it, and I can never recapture the shock that that book brought me... When I recall it now, what comes to mind is not freedom and equality. These were too profound for me back then, and I have always stayed in it. What I remember deeply will always be Jane Eyre's tenacity and her undying love with Rochester.
This is the story between me and "Jane Eyre", which makes my love for books even higher. I can say without hesitation that I love it! After so many years, I have never forgotten this shocking book. It has been engraved in my heart and will never be forgotten... I really hope that one day in the future, I can meet the original you again on a dusty bookshelf...
⑺ Tell you a story about me (model essay)
During this summer vacation, I signed up to take the Level 5 piano exam. Because it was my first time to take the exam, I had no confidence and was always afraid of failing, so I had to practice piano hard for two to three hours every day, sometimes even seven or eight hours a day.
On August 4th, the day of the exam finally arrived. My father and I arrived at the Zibo Youth Palace early and waited for the teacher to call our number. To be honest, I was very nervous. After a long time, the teacher who called the number allowed those of us who had passed the Level 5 exam to go in. There was a bench outside the examination room, and the teacher asked us to sit there. The judge teacher asked us to play G major, and we were all very happy.
It's my turn. I walked in nervously, then sat on the chair and started playing the key of G major. I made a mistake as soon as I started playing, so I played it again. Then I played "Czerny Etude" and the judges said "stop" after less than half of it; then I played "Two Inventions" and finally "Santa Claus". After I finished playing, I said to the judges: "Goodbye, teacher." As soon as I went out, I saw Teacher Liu, who taught me piano, standing at the door. When he saw me coming out, he said to me: "Zhang Yuning, you played well this time. I’ll keep working hard in the future.” “Yeah,” I replied.
A few days later, my father checked my results on the phone and found that I finally passed Level 5. I learned from the exam that only by working hard can you succeed in anything. No matter how hard you work, you will reap the rewards!