When standing, he was disheveled and his collar was like a "mandatory order", and he refused to put it down and held it high. And his clothes are always playing with "disunity face", and the zipper always refuses to close.
And he himself stood straight and incongruously in the messy package. He always carries a mess of "haystacks" on his back. "Grass" is always black and oily. The "straw hat" covered his head and covered the endless treasure under the grass. When the haystack is leveled, it will show endless aura.
Two big ears, stuck on both sides of the head, always seem to be shy, with a pair of glasses hanging on them. Through the lens, you can feel that those eyes reflect more light than the sun. Under the big nose, you can always feel the elegance of that silent mouth. His long speech was like a flood that opened the floodgate and could not be stopped.
2. The composition character sketch is 300 words. He is 1.57 meters tall, with narrow shoulders and square head. When standing, he was disheveled and his collar was like a "mandatory order", and he refused to put it down and held it high. And his clothes are always playing with "disunity face", and the zipper always refuses to close. And he himself stood straight and incongruously in the messy package.
He always carries a mess of "haystacks" on his back. "Grass" is always black and oily. The "straw hat" covered his head and covered the endless treasure under the grass. When the haystack is leveled, it will show endless aura.
Two big ears, stuck on both sides of the head, always seem to be shy, with a pair of glasses hanging on them. Through the lens, you can feel that those eyes reflect more light than the sun.
Under the big nose, you can often feel the elegance when your mouth is silent. His long speech was like a flood that opened the floodgate, unstoppable and endless. ...
3. How to write a sketch composition? Teacher Dong has a pair of bright eyes, sometimes he looks around, sometimes he stares at a person firmly, as if he has caught the prey, and sometimes he looks down at us quietly with shining eyes.
She often likes to wear a curly ponytail and let it shake from side to side. A small dimple always fascinates me, because it always contains encouragement and praise.
She loves her eyebrows very much, and often paints them very thick. She is wearing a skirt with a black background and a white bow on it. When a gust of wind blew slowly, they began to dance around Miss Dong, making her as beautiful as a fairy.
There is black and white lace on the sleeves. There is a big bow on the waist, which is very eye-catching.
Wang Weijian: He has a pair of flashing eyes, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes forward, sometimes backward. Every time he tries to open his eyes wide, his sparse eyebrows start to tilt up, which is very pleasing.
His face is white with a hint of ruddy, which shows his health. He also has a small mouth. Whenever he laughs, his mouth opens to both sides, making him look like a doll with various expressions.
He has an unusual set of teeth. There seems to be a thick black line between his two front teeth. Other teeth are almost yellow, and it seems that no matter how you brush them, you can't clean them. Shi Hao: He has a pair of narrow eyes. He always looks left, right, front and back. It seems that there are many things in the world that fascinate him.
Two heavy eyebrows always swing with his eyes, and he can never get enough of them. Sometimes it hangs like a bent willow branch, and sometimes the eyebrows are upturned on both sides to form an inverted figure of eight. His chubby face is always inseparable from him. As soon as he moved, they began to dance happily.
There is also a small mole on his right brain door, like a person who has just been scolded, hiding alone in that dark corner. On his fat body, he was wearing a colorful dress with colorful stripes, just like a beautiful rainbow leaning against him. He also has a pair of army green trousers, which makes him lose his cuteness in simplicity, and there is no shortage of calmness in cuteness.
Ask ten students to draw a sketch of about 200 words. 1. The sound of nature is wonderful. As long as you listen attentively, you will find something new.
Listen, here it comes. "Huhu-"It came quietly, like a gentle girl, playing a light music without any noise, so pure and flawless.
In the morning, its crisp sound awakens the sleeping people; The afternoon is so quiet, and the sound of the wind floats slightly in people's ears; At night, the breeze accompanied people who had worked hard all day into a sweet dream. In the sky, the girls in the cloud all wore black cloaks and gathered together like dancing.
1 of "bang", followed by a light in the sky, the two brothers also joined in. These two bad things scared people in the street to run around like rats crossing the street. What happened to them? Still making trouble.
The series of lightning made the dark sky as bright as day, flying like a dragon in the sky. "Bang-bang-"is like a song without lyrics. Listen, this is the sound of rain falling on the earth, as if to say hello to the earth! "Sand-"Listen, this is the sound of rain falling on the leaves. They don't know what they are talking about! "Hua-"listen, this is the sound of rain falling on the stream, as if the child was unhappy and crying! "Ding Dong, Ding Dong? -"Listen, what's that noise? Oh, the rain fell on the roof and dripped down the eaves, as if it were played by a world-famous pianist! All the voices in the rain have merged into a beautiful symphony, which is thought-provoking ... 2. A touching thing, an ordinary sentence; Touched, an ordinary thing; Touched, it is under the scorching sun, a cool breeze; Touched, he is a brave young man in the crowd; Touching is the eternal seed in people's hearts.
But today, I saw what is really "moving". It was raining in Mao Mao at noon, so my parents didn't have time to pick me up. I had to run home from school in the rain I happened to pass by a small shop and hurried in to shelter from the rain.
Who knows, an aunt in the shop came out and asked softly, "What do you want to buy?" I told her I didn't buy anything, just wanted to hide from the rain for a while. Aunt said angrily, "you boy, don't buy anything." What are you doing? Get out! " I was driven out by my aunt and walked on the road in the rain. Suddenly, an umbrella was propped on my head. I looked up and it turned out to be an uncle. Uncle asked me, "What are you doing on the road in rainy days, little friend?" I quickly explained the scene just now, and the uncle comforted me and said, "It's okay, those people are so stingy now, uncle, let's take you home!" " "As soon as I heard this, I was afraid that I was a bad person and quickly declined, but my uncle took out his ID card and said," Look, I am the People's Liberation Army. Now you should believe me! " "Seeing this kind uncle, I gave him a team salute and said," Thank you, uncle. " Of course, the uncle took me home, but I forgot to ask his name.
Then, I told my parents about it, and my parents were very moved. I know my uncle's name is "Lei Feng", which is the "living Lei Feng" in our hearts.
At that time, I just stepped on the back of winter and walked a whole journey. When the winds of the four seasons send warm blessings again, I walk on the path of memory, leaving only lonely reverie ... In a leisurely afternoon, I open my book and lines of clear words dance before my eyes like elves. I sat down and munched on this book called "The Past", and I was lost in thought unconsciously.
Inadvertently looking in the mirror, I feel as if I am no longer the innocent and lovely little girl in my parents' eyes. I think this is change! Sometimes it's a change you don't even know about.
I see, the years are changing relentlessly, and people are changing quietly with the silent replacement of the years. This is a fact that no one can change. As * * * said: If there is love in the sky, people will be old.
So is the sky, not to mention people? Friend, have you ever been lying on an antique desk, quietly listening to the melody of time? Have you ever walked barefoot on the beach and looked back at the deep footprints behind you? Have you ever stood in front of your mother and found that her clear eyes have begun to muddy? Do you ... when you feel the rhythm of the clock every second and appreciate this rhythm and movement, you will be surprised to find that the second hand jumps from one second to another, which is a change! And these trivial changes will make you think deeply? Sitting alone in front of the window, the breeze Xu Lai. Looking up at the vast blue sky and savoring the artistic conception of "watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court and watching the clouds rolling in the sky", I found that this is also a simple and complicated change.
I am glad that I am not careless and have not forgotten this beautiful picture carelessly. Over and over again, savor it carefully ... a meaningful famous saying comes to mind: life is not a lack of beauty, but a lack of discovery.
I know that the beauty in life is precisely because of these quiet and constant changes. From cells to the universe, everything is beautiful because of change.
Everyone has their own colorful dreams and their own ideals. Ideal is like a lighthouse, it will guide you to the other side of success.
Friend, do you want to know my ideal? I tell you quietly: "My ideal is to be an excellent lawyer"! Every time I see those well-dressed lawyers on TV, I feel admired in my heart for eloquently clearing the grievances of the victims in court. How I hope that in the near future, like those uncles and aunts, I can stand in a solemn court and use my rich legal knowledge to uphold justice for the victims and let the perpetrators get the punishment they deserve.
I know it's no use just imagining, we must put it into practice. In order to realize my ideal, I have secretly made up my mind: from now on, study hard and make my ideal no longer a dream with my efforts and sweat.
"Sunshine always comes after rain, please believe there is a rainbow", so I believe I will definitely realize my ideal. 5. What will the future world look like? Is it a desert or green? When?
Step 5 seek junior high school
But the closest and best relationship is Sun Chao, who is quick-witted, quick-witted, studies well and loves sports! He is the same age as me. He is a child of the Hui nationality. He has a Zhang Yuanyuan face, a high nose and big ears. A pair of thick eyebrows always seems to convey wisdom and friendly information to you.
Sun Chao's clever and quick response. Every time the teacher asks a question in class, he is always the first to raise his hand and answer it correctly; Every time the teacher asks us to write a composition, he always writes a good article in a very short time; Everyone likes to discuss problems with him after school. We sincerely admire his understanding and mastery of knowledge.
Sun Chao studies very hard. He comes to school on time every day and listens carefully in class.
Sometimes after class, other students go outside to play, and he still sits there reading. Every time he comes home from school, he always finishes the homework assigned by the teacher first, and then previews the lessons for the next day.
If he has time, he will read some extracurricular books. What "Chinese Volume A", "words and sentences" and "excellent composition of primary school students" are all things he has to do and read every day.
In order to expand his knowledge, he also asked his mother to enroll him in off-campus composition classes and Olympic math classes, and often used holidays and sundays to study. Because he studies very hard, he can get good grades in every unit exam, mid-term exam and final exam. He likes physical exercise very much.
He is not only serious about going to physical education class, but also active in his spare time. He likes swimming very much.
Whether it is hot summer or cold winter, he can keep swimming and exercising. On the wall of his small bedroom, more than a dozen awards were posted in the swimming competition alone.
Because he is active, he often "gets into trouble". Once after school, he and several of our classmates played the game of "catching people" in the corridor of the classroom.
We chased each other and had a good time. But accidentally, he bumped into a second-grade little brother, and his little brother's eyes hit him right on the chin.
As a result of overexertion, my little brother's eyes cracked a one-centimeter-long hole, and the blood flowed, which frightened us. At this time, the teacher came, called mom and dad, and sent my little brother to the hospital to "sew".
To this end, teachers and parents severely criticized him, and we also wrote a check to the teacher with him. Because I have a very good relationship with Sun Chao, when we sit together, we often whisper in class, and sometimes we do some little tricks.
Once in the "Sipin" class, our little tricks were discovered by the teacher. After class, the teacher asked us to stay and write a check.
We all regret it. In order to be strict with myself, I took the initiative to find a teacher and asked for a seat adjustment.
We are in a class, a classroom and a seat. We often study, play and play games together.
We care about each other, learn from each other and help each other, and we will always be good friends.
6. Junior high school characters should have specific things to worry about when sketching 600-word compositions.
In the world of hands, there are industrious hands, lazy hands, rich hands and dexterous hands. However, I wrote about my mother's hardworking hands. Her hands are not that big. Long-term labor has made the cocoon skin climb on her fingers, and a layer of light black skin has grown on the back of her hand.
When the cock crows three times, mother's hands have already started to work: busy making breakfast. Near noon, her hands began to work again: busy cooking lunch. In the afternoon, her hands began to work again: busy cooking dinner. At night, when the moon is high, my mother's hands are working again: busy washing clothes. In short, my mother's hands have been working.
Mother's hands are hardworking and full of maternal love. I remember a cold winter afternoon. I am doing my homework and my mother is doing needlework.
It was late at night, and the weather became colder. My hands are shaking, I dare not write, for fear that I can't do my homework well. At this time, my mother came up to me and said with concern, "Is it cold?" I gently clamped my hand in hers. Suddenly, I felt extremely warm. With her encouragement, I finally finished my homework seriously.
I remember another morning in the middle of winter, and it was very cold. In order to keep out the cold, my friends and I went skating by the river. I accidentally fell into the lime pit. I tried to lift my feet, but my boots were stuffed with lime. "I can't wear it." I resolutely took off my boots and prepared to let my mother wash them for me. Another thought: My mother will criticize me. Finally, I came up with a way to kill two birds with one stone. I hid my boots under the door until it was warm. The next day, the weather was a little warmer, so I went to wash my boots. But there are no traces of boots under the door. I was so anxious that I almost cried. After a while, I calmed down and went to look elsewhere. Hardly had I found the back door when I heard the familiar sound of "swish, swish, swish". Isn't that the sound of mom's hands working? I followed the sound. In the yard, I found my mother who was washing my boots. Her hand was red with cold and cracked several times. Although it was very cold, there were still a few glittering and translucent beads of sweat slipping from my mother's cheek. I walked up to her, grabbed the brush for brushing my boots and said, "Mom, I'll wash it." Mother said with concern, "Zhen Zhen, I'll wash it." I never promised, but she has taken her boots and brushes. Finally, mother washed it. After washing, she carefully dried her boots. Tears blurred my eyes when I put them back on.
Perhaps at everyone's intersection in Qian Fan, countless colorful sails and shadows will float by, which will always make our hearts move with endless running water, let our eyes walk with boundless beauty, and at the same time let our thoughts be washed by wind and rain invisibly.
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7. 1 method of sketching composition 2 Good composition 10 is fast and good, and it's ok-sketching composition, hehe, a cruel teacher told us before that in the first paragraph of literary talent, a literary talent was quoted, in the second paragraph, an argument was written separately, and in the third paragraph, it was written in semi-classical Chinese, with three words. Without comparing the advantages and disadvantages, just write this word and discuss it in detail. The fifth paragraph, with a literary word, is relatively long and has the effect of discussing the whole text. The last paragraph, the end. The article is not the best, but it will definitely get high marks in this exam-oriented education exam. I have used this method for three years, and every time it is a model essay, you can rest assured to write it. Word for word-
8. Write a character sketch of about 300 words. Please, when the sugar blower was a child, he often saw such a scene: a group of children walked slowly around a unicycle, smiling naively from time to time.
There is a thick stick tied to the front of the car, which is full of sugar people, attracting the attention of children. It's beautiful and fun, and you can eat it after you play. Most children like it, but they can't walk when they see it.
It is said that this process has a history of more than 600 years. The old man selling sugar has thick fingers and is so dexterous in picking up scissors.
In the crock, the sugar juice is golden and bright, steaming. He took out a few pieces of syrup with different colors from a small copper pot, mixed them together and got some talcum powder on his hands. Then he kneaded the syrup into a hollow ball and extruded a tube. Then he put the pipe in his mouth and blew it. The syrup blew bigger and bigger like a balloon, and the old man kept kneading the syrup while blowing to make it form the desired shape.
I saw him gently pick a bamboo stick and a small piece of sugar juice fell into his palm. He just rubbed his hands a few times and a dragon took shape.
Scissors fly up and down, beards, scales and African claws appear ... and then wheat straw is blown in the middle, which is vivid. It still feels hot in your hand. The sugar man jumped up with joy, and when he was tired of playing, he put the sugar man in his mouth and took a bite, which was crisp and sweet.
The master of the sugar blower became the child's best friend. Although business is slow, he doesn't seem to care about it, as if not to make a living, but to spread happiness and tirelessly show people his wonderful craftsmanship.
In his mind, sugar people are all flesh and blood people, all human things. I don't know since which day, he has never been seen in the square again.
Later, colorful candy and toys became common things in children's hands. Today's children don't even know what a sugar man is, so naturally they can't understand the feelings of that year.
Sugar man is no longer a simple trick for children, but has been regarded as a folk art, and now it is estimated that no one will eat the sugar blower as a craft.
I hope that as traditional culture and art, things like sugar-blowing people, paper-cutting, New Year pictures and mud play can attract people's attention, and someone can inherit and carry forward these ancient traditional crafts.
9. I learned how to sketch a composition with 400 words. At first, I became interested in sketching. I will finish it carefully according to the teacher's requirements every day. But then the teacher asked us to practice our lines. My lines are either "top-heavy" or "fat". So, gradually, I think sketching is not interesting at all.
One day, I came back from sketching and said to my mother, "I don't want to learn sketching." Let's sign up for another class, "my mother seemed to be expecting something, and said quietly to me," Bing Bing, sketching is difficult to learn, but if you didn't develop a good habit of persistence when you were young, how can you start a career when you grow up? You sketch today and sketch tomorrow. Who knows what you will report the day after tomorrow? "As soon as I heard it, I felt guilty: my mother went out early and came back late every day, and she was busy outside every day. Isn't it just to make me grow up to be a useful person to society? I'm really sorry about my mother. I will practice sketching well, be admitted to the Fine Arts Department, and realize my dream.
Later, I found that the line fault was really difficult to correct, so my mother practiced the line with me for half an hour every day. Although it is only half an hour, it is really not easy to sit down completely. My mother has become my financial manager again. As soon as I relax, my mother will pat me on the waist and make me nervous again. I practice three lines every night, and it's very standardized. Slowly, my lines have become very sophisticated.
A few days later, I went to learn sketch again. This is a line test. I'm so nervous that my head is sweating and I still don't listen. My mother said to me, "Take a good exam and don't be nervous. But let's practice again. " The teacher smiled and let me pass, took a deep breath, picked up the sharp pencil sharpened by my mother and drew it on the paper. "sasha vujacic's voice seems to encourage me, just like I sang a successful song with a smile. The teacher stopped me and said that I had passed the exam! At this moment, I was so excited that I jumped into my mother's arms happily.
On my way home, I felt the sky was blue and the sun was warm.
I was so happy that day.