Excellent pencil composition 1 hi! Hello everyone! I love everyone, and all the children use mechanical pencil. I'm wearing lovely blue and white clothes, a white hat and a small necklace.
My master likes me very much. Every morning, my little master will wipe my body with a special cloth. I was afraid of being "hungry" in class, so I ate something-lead. On the way to school, I lay in my pencil box and asked the eraser, "Is the young master's attitude towards you good?" "Good is good, but not as good as you!" "Yes!" Ruler, tape, ordinary pencil answer. "Then let's serve the young master together!" "No problem!" Everyone said with one voice. It's time for work. Young master gently woke me up in my dream and held me tightly in his hand for fear that I would fall under the table. But once, the young master was in a hurry to play with his classmates, but forgot to put me back in the "house". A classmate happened to run over and hit the table. I let out a cry and rolled to the ground. I am facing a pair of feet, and I am afraid that they will step on me, step on the young master and throw me away.
When the bell rang, the young master was very anxious to find that I had disappeared. Finally, he found me under the table and carefully put me back in the "house". After returning home, the young master rummaged through the closet to find something. I thought, "Isn't it just to find a new one to replace me?" But the young master took out a small cloth and wiped it for me, carefully wiping it over and over again. I'm so happy! Master, that's great!
Master, I will definitely serve you better in the future!
A pencil and a pen in a desk are talking in a quiet classroom. Look, they seem to be fighting.
The pencil said: Master must like my pen. He said proudly, my master must like me. Do you have any proof that the master likes you? Every time the host wants to use me, he will wash my head first, use it carefully every time he writes, and put me away after use. The pen proudly said that you were wrong. I think you made those up. The master took me longer than you, and writing with me was fast and neat. So the teacher always praises the master. So the master likes me, which makes the pencil furious. Who said that? Maybe tomorrow depends on whether the master uses me more or you more. Compare, who is afraid of who. Hum!
The next morning, the owner took out a pen that wrote quickly and neatly, and the pencil left below was very unhappy. In the afternoon, the owner took out the clean pencil and used it. The pen below is very angry. In the evening, the two pens quarreled under the table again.
Before long, the master didn't need those two pens. The pen was thrown away by the owner because there was no water, and the pencil was thrown into the trash can because the refill was used up. The owner bought two pens to replace them, and now they are refitted in the stationery factory!
I am a lovely pencil. I have colorful cartoon patterns on me. If you smell it carefully, you will smell a faint fragrance. My brothers and sisters were born in a big factory. One day, a truck left the factory with us, and we didn't know where we were going. Then I saw a bookstore, and I was put on a shelf, waiting for someone to take me home.
A few days later, I saw my parents and two little girls' families come to the bookstore. The little girls found me when they passed me and took me off the shelf to show my boss. Only then did I realize that I had been bought by them. I am very happy. If I can talk, I will always urge them to go home quickly. Later, I learned that I was quietly waiting for tomorrow in the little master's pencil box.
The next morning, the young master happily took me to school. When he hugged me in class, I felt that the young master was in a particularly good mood. In this way, day after day, I followed the little master, getting shorter and shorter ... until it was too short to hold well, the little master reluctantly took me out of the pencil case and put me in a dark corner, and there was no little master around.
Although, for a while, I was a little disappointed, but looking back, I have been taken care of by my young master, and she has taken good care of me. If everyone cherishes pencils made of big trees like her, it is equivalent to caring for our nature.
I am a small pencil, and I have many dreams.
My first dream is to come to the concert hall. You know what I'm going to do? I want to be the clarinet of the little ant and play wonderful music. Or I can be the conductor of the rabbit and play a beautiful beat, ha! How happy.
My second dream is to come to the park. You know what I'm going to do? I want to be a seesaw, and the children sit on me and jump up and down like two elves, ha! How interesting.
My third dream is to enter the soil. You know what I'm going to do? I want to be an earthworm, drilling around in the soil and digging tunnels, not only to live, but also to loosen the soil for plants, ha! How happy.
My fourth dream is to jump into the river. You know what I'm going to do? I want to be a loach, swim happily in the water, talk to small fish and play with shrimp, ha! How interesting.
My fifth dream is to hide in the vegetable garden. You know what I'm going to do? I want to grow long eggplant or tender cucumber in purple leaves, and the harvest in the garden is about to begin! Ha! How interesting.
No one knows how many dreams a pencil has, just like words written on manuscript paper, how many buds have sprouted, how many flowers have bloomed, and how many fairy tales have been made up.
Pencil Excellent Composition 5 In pencil boxes and stationery stores, you must have one or two ordinary pencils. But in this small pencil, there are also many people's true meanings.
When I first bought this pencil, it was intact and looked perfect, but I couldn't write a word. I had to endure the pain of knives and axes to write it. But the pencil can't be too free, and everything it creates has to be finished with the hand of life in the end. No matter how gorgeous and exquisite the pencil is, the most important part is in it. Pencils should also be criticized by others. Remember, the eraser is always there.
We want to live like a pencil, but you must remember that no two pencils will have the same fate. Your existence must be valuable. You need to choose a piece of paper that suits you, so that everything you do can be known to everyone. Don't always think about adapting the master's hand to you and obeying you, but adapt yourself to everything that the hand can do. There are all the same pencils outside. How to write your own life depends entirely on yourself. I believe you can change the status quo and destiny on your own. You must keep writing and leave an indelible mark on the places you have experienced. No matter what the state, you must keep writing, because no one else in the world will have them like you.
Pencils are not as rich as gouache, crayons are rich in layers, and watercolor pens are bright and magnificent ... It is so ordinary and insignificant, but after such tempering, it will surely write a prosperous chapter that will amaze the world.
Pencil, eraser and paper are three good friends. They have never quarreled.
But one day, three good friends who were originally harmonious began to quarrel for some reason.
The provocative pencil said, look how slim I am. I can take part in the beauty contest. Hum paper said unconvinced: Look how white my skin is. Who can compare with me? Eraser went on to say: I have many kinds. Sometimes I become a rabbit, sometimes I become a Xiaohua Mall, and sometimes I become a wolf. Which one of you can be more beautiful than me!
They are arguing with each other. The lungs of the pencil are about to explode, he said angrily. I can write a lot of words and draw pictures! Which of you has my ability? The newspaper said: Where would you write without me? Don't write it on your face, and then talk about the young master's textbooks and courses. How can you leave me? The eraser still said unconvinced: Without my little master's homework, it would have been torn ten thousand times.
At this time, the young master hurried back and said, hey, the teacher has too much homework today. Please write it quickly. The little master picked up the pen and began to do his homework. Paper and eraser show that the young master likes pencils. They flew into a rage and ran to the corner. Master said quickly, where is the paper? Where is the newspaper? The paper ran out of the corner and began to let the little master write. Soon the young master made a mistake and shouted. The eraser heard the little master's cry and ran out of the corner in a hurry. If the young master got the treasure, he corrected the typo and finished his homework in a short time. The young master said to himself, I can't live without these school supplies! Three good friends bowed their heads in shame.
Since then, they have never quarreled again.
There are three good brothers living in the pencil box. They are pencils, erasers and pencil sharpeners. They have worked together for a long time, cooperated closely and lived in harmony.
However, the pencil is a little proud today. Pencil, eraser and pencil sharpener are chatting, but the pencil is posing. He looked at the eraser and pencil sharpener with arrogant eyes and said proudly, "The three of us, if we rank first, I should rank first!" " "The eraser didn't like it, so he shouted," Brother, what would you do without me and my pencil sharpener? "The pencil said," are you still unconvinced? All right! Let's compare, shall we? " The pencil swaggered off to play.
After the pencil left, the eraser burst into tears. The pencil sharpener said, "Indeed! Pencil is getting more and more proud, but what's the point of arguing with him like this? We have to make him understand that no one can do anything without us! " The eraser wiped a handful of tears and said, "That's right! We want him to know that none of us can live without anyone! Well, let's find a place to hide and let him do it himself. "
At this time, the pencil came back, and he immediately shook himself and began to write, admiring his masterpiece while writing. Suddenly, the pencil made a mistake. He habitually shouted, "Eraser! Eraser! Help me erase this typo! " However, after shouting for a long time, the eraser did not come out. He shook himself again, page after page, and the tip of the pencil broke. The pencil shouted again: "Pencil sharpener! Pencil sharpener! Help me sharpen the nib! " But the pencil sharpener didn't come out after shouting for a long time, and the pencil was in a hurry. At this time, the pencil remembered his bravado in front of his friends and immediately burst into tears: "Brother Rubber! Pencil Sharpener Brother! I was wrong! Come out! "
Pencil sharpener and eraser smiled at each other and went to help pencils together. Since then, the three of them have become good friends again.
A little boy has a pencil and an eraser on his desk. This pencil is hexagonal in shape with black and yellow stripes. It looks very clean and beautiful. What about that eraser? It's dark and dirty all day, and I can't tell its original color. Pencils despise erasers and often ridicule them.
One day, the pencil said, "sooner or later, you dirty guy will be thrown into the trash can by his master, instead of being as clean as me and often used by his master to do his homework, so that he won't lose me!" " "The eraser said to the pencil in a calm tone," We are all good friends, and no one can live without anyone. What's so noisy? Let's live in harmony. " The pencil said, "We are not friends! How can your dirty body compare with my beautiful and clean appearance? "
On this day, when the little boy was writing with a pencil, he accidentally wrote a wrong word and needed an eraser to help him erase it. At this time, the pencil was in a hurry, and I thought, Oh, no! I wrote a typo. what can I do? The little boy did not hesitate to pick up the dirty eraser and clean the pencil. The pencil murmured, "Master! Master! Don't stain my words with a dirty eraser. "
A week later, the pencil was slowly cut into short pieces by a pencil sharpener. Because it was too short, it was inconvenient for the little boy to grasp the pen, so he threw it into the trash can. However, the eraser was left behind. Although it was still dirty, one day the little boy washed it with water and the eraser recovered its original luster.
And that pencil is hiding in the dark trash can and secretly crying. ...
One night, I finished my homework, packed my schoolbag and went to bed. When I was not asleep, suddenly, I heard a small sound in the pencil box. I got up quietly, searched for the sound, walked to the front of the pencil case, gently opened the pencil case, and found that the pen and pencil were arguing about something.
The pen proudly said, "My master likes me. Last time, if it weren't for me, the master wouldn't have won the second prize of the pen club! "
The pencil scrambled to say, "The master likes me." If the owner accidentally makes a mistake, he can erase it with an eraser. If you are used to doing homework, mistakes are mistakes and cannot be erased. "
The pen proudly said, "My master likes me. Fill me up and wipe me clean every time I run out of ink. Now I spend more and more time writing, which means that my master likes me more and more. "
The pencil scrambled to say, "master likes me." Look at my new equipment, pen container, pen cap. Do you? "
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"Master likes me!" "Master likes me!" They said something to each other, louder and louder.
Then I said, "Stop arguing. In fact, you both have strengths and weaknesses. You have to see the strengths of others and find your own shortcomings! " "
Pens and pencils, hearing my words, bowed their heads in shame, blushed and said in unison, "We understand!" " "
Excellent pencil composition 10 I am an ordinary and humble pencil lead, one of a box of pencil lead.
Although I am slender, I am black from head to toe, and there is no gorgeous coat for other objects. For this reason, I am often looked down upon.
One day at noon, I was bought by a beautiful little girl. The little girl is really a child who loves beauty. She put on a beautiful coat for me and I was very excited. I write beautiful Chinese characters with my body every day. Although I am getting shorter every day, I am extremely happy when I see the square Chinese characters with green characters on a white background, because it is my great honor to serve the young master.
One day, my beautiful "coat" actually found fault. It said contemptuously to me, "Hum! I am so beautiful and colorful, you ugly bastard. It is my shame to stay in my body all day. " I was very angry and thought, what are you proud of? If it weren't for me, what's the use of asking you? Maybe young master will throw you away. But I still restrained myself and said modestly to it, "We will only serve the young master if we cooperate, otherwise our fate will be cruel." Mechanical pencil coat listened to, unconvinced snorted, never talk to me again.
My body is getting shorter and shorter, and before long, my life will be over. But every time I think of those beautiful Chinese characters, neat numbers and beautiful essays written by my young master, I have unspeakable happiness, because, although I am ugly, I am very useful.
One morning, the air was fresh and there was an argument in a pencil box.
Oh, it turns out that stationery people are arguing about who the shopkeeper prefers! The ruler proudly said, "Little Master likes me best! Whenever young master wants to draw straight lines, wavy lines, draw angles and measure angles, he will use me! " The pencil said angrily, "Hum! Without me, how can young master draw straight lines, wavy lines, corners, write and draw? My favorite stationery should be me! " Then, the eraser standing by said loudly, "You are all wrong. Young master likes me! Without me, the young master drew the wrong line, what line, the wrong corner, the wrong word and the wrong picture. How to modify it? This is also very clean and tidy! " The fountain pen next to it said angrily, "What's the use of an eraser?" ! I am a pen. How to erase the wrong words with an eraser? ""well, yes, yes! How nice it is that I can get rid of the handwriting written by ink pen. It's both beautiful and beautiful! The little master likes me better! " The correction tape shouted at the side.
Hearing this, the little host who stood by gently said to the stationery worker, "Everything has its own strengths and weaknesses. Only when everyone is united can Qi Xin work together to do the work well. Not everything has advantages and disadvantages, which is impossible! We should learn from each other's strengths. Nothing is perfect. There is a famous saying: there are people outside, and there are days behind!
Hearing this, the stationery people all smiled shyly. Later, they tolerated each other, and Qi Xin worked together to accomplish many unexpected things and learn a lot of truth. People praised it as good stationery, and they all smiled sweetly after hearing it.
Excellent composition in pencil 12 Hi! Hello, everyone. I'm a green pencil with a small white hat on my head. My hometown is in a green forest, and I am still a small part of this big tree. There are many neighbors, squirrel sister, bird brother, butterfly sister, and our woodpecker doctor who chat and play games with me every day. Later, people regarded me as a practical pencil, so I went from nature to the human world.
My new home is a stationery store, and my new friends are my eraser sister, scissors sister and so on. We are committed to people's learning, which is our aim. I can write down the wisdom of many people and pass it on, and I can also draw the imagination of many people to make the world rich and interesting.
Although I am not as convenient as mechanical pencil, I have a wealth of lines with different thicknesses; Although I am not as advanced as a pen, I am more approachable and inexpensive. Although I am not as red as a ballpoint pen, I am indispensable for children to do their homework; Although I don't have a colorful body like crayons, I am a simple and practical helper. Every kind of pen has a different value, and I am proud to be a pencil.
The higher the tree, the more valuable it is, but the shorter I am, the more people use me. I can make the world a better place with works and words full of wisdom, so don't underestimate my little pencil.
Excellent pencil composition 13 There must be many magical things in the future world, right? Do you know what the pencil box will look like in the future? Then take a time machine to 2222!
The future pencil case has a lovely appearance: the whole pencil case looks like a bear's head, and the bear's head has a pair of round eyes and a smiling mouth, which makes people happy at first sight. He can still talk, you can tell him anything, absolutely confidential! Best of all, he will change according to your mood. If he is in a bad mood, he will turn red, the bear will change his face, become a the Monkey King, become a kitten to make you happy, and if you are happy, it will become your favorite color. The bear will look at you with a smile, as if he has completed the task. You must ask where the energy of color change comes from. It has a mezzanine, some buttons and a solar panel display. When you press it, the hidden solar panel (in the middle of the pencil case cover) will jump out. It can convert sunlight into electricity and use the remaining electricity to charge the mobile phone!
He has two advantages. First, open the lid, there is a tablet computer, you can check the information at any time. Second, press "Bigger" and "Fly" on the bear's mouth, and its panel will become number two, with four buttons: forward, backward and left and right. As long as you climb up, it can take you anywhere.
Do you want to have such a future pencil case?
Excellent pencil composition 14 Hello everyone! I am a pencil, from the stationery family. I am slender, very slim, wearing a beautiful coat with two cute little bears playing games.
I tell you, I have many uses. I can write and draw anything. Whenever I see my little master writing beautiful words with me, I feel very happy. However, I tried my best to serve the young master, but the young master didn't know how to cherish me. This makes me feel very sad. You see, the young master bit me in his mouth when he had nothing to do, especially when he met a math problem that he couldn't do. I really want to cry. In class, the young master likes to hold me around in his hand while listening to the class, and I grinned when I accidentally threw me so far away. Young master is also very careless. After school, he often forgets to put me in the pencil box and leave me alone at the desk.
Young master, my lead content is very high. If you bite me in your mouth, it will affect the development of your brain. Besides, it is unhealthy and will hurt me. Besides, I hope you can concentrate on the class and don't always put me in your hands. Remember to take me back after school, or my "roommates" Brother Pen and Brother Pencil Sharpener will worry about me.
The bell of Ding Lingling is ringing. Well, before it's too late, I'm going to start work. Goodbye.
One cold winter, the pencil case and pencil lead quarreled. "That's very kind of you, you black thing. I'll give you a cold wind outside, so you won't feel cold. "
Pencil lead also showed no weakness, "so what? It has always been like this. I'm inside you. If you think it's not good for you to be outside, you can leave me! You also said that I was a black thing, but people wrote it, leaving all my black. "
The pencil-box and pencil lead were arguing so much. In the end, they couldn't convince anyone, so they separated in anger.
When people write on paper with pencil boxes, they can only draw white marks, leaving nothing at last. People have to throw pencil boxes into the trash can. People used pencil lead to write on paper again, but accidentally, pencil lead broke with a bang, leaving only a small black dot on the paper. The screenwriter's hands were also blackened. In this way, pencil lead and the pencil box had the same fate. ( )
The pencil-box and pencil lead met in the garbage. Both of them bowed their heads in shame and didn't have the courage to speak. One day, they were awakened by a crackling sound and felt a strong heat wave roasting their bodies. The pencil case felt that they were about to be burnt and shouted, "pencil lead, come and help me!" Pencil lead heard the cry for help from the pencil case, ran over, pulled up the pencil case and quickly fled the fire.
They got back together, just like the pencils we use now, and became a pair of close friends.