It was the morning before the summer vacation started. I came to school alone and opened the door of the classroom. Wow, it's really dirty! Full of dust.
I picked up my broom and began to clean the classroom, but before I swept it a few times, the whole room was dusty and choked me, so I put down my broom and picked up the watering can to fetch water and splash the floor. After splashing the floor, it was too wet to sweep at once, so I picked up a rag to wipe the table again, one, two or three.
the left hand is sore, so switch to the right hand and continue to work.
clean the table and the window sill. Sweat kept flowing down my cheeks, and I wiped my hands with sweat and went on working ... Finally, all the wiping was finished.
Look at the ground. It's dry and wet. Now it's just right to sweep it. So I picked up my broom again and swept it seriously ... I kept my waist up after cleaning. I was really tired! I can look at the brand-new classroom and think that my classmates can study in a clean classroom tomorrow. My heart is sweeter than eating honey, and my fatigue is gone at once.
When I get home, it's almost twelve noon. My mother burst out laughing as soon as she saw me, which made me puzzled: "Mom, what are you laughing at?" "You look in the mirror."
I walked to the front of the mirror and looked at it. I couldn't help shouting, "Wow, how can I become a big face!" No wonder I was so attractive on my way home. It turned out that they were all looking at my lovely big "painted face". 2. Write a 6-word composition based on the model essay of "Painted Face" < P > When I was a child, I was more anxious to look forward to the New Year than an adult, and I had more tricks to eat, wear and have fun. I could also save a small bag of lucky money that my relatives and friends stuffed into my hands and be a little rich man. But for children, there is a deeper reason for the charm of the New Year, which is what I want to write on these pieces of paper.
Every New Year's Eve, the little girls wear velvet flowers, red coats and thick rouge balls on their mouths. Boys are all interested in firecrackers, but I am not. My favorite thing is to buy a flower face to wear. This is a kind of mask made of paper pulp, and painted with colored powder mixed with glue, which are famous and full of prestige. Tie a rubber band to the back and put it on your head, and you will become the Iliad. This painted face is rolled according to the shape of the face, and two holes are dug in the eyes, so you can look out from the inside. But there is no ventilation in the nose and mouth. When I put it on, it is so stuffy, and it smells like rotten glue and pulp. When he speaks, his voice becomes low and thick, but he has the extraordinary spirit of a general and is very proud.
Every year, my uncle took me to the Niangniang Palace New Year Fair to buy a painted face. During the Chinese New Year, people were very energetic, and it was hard to squeeze into the crowd. Finally, I was surprised to find one of dozens of colorful faces hanging on a horizontal pole. This tattoo is so big and special! His face was crimson, with a pair of ink eyebrows, his eyes hung up in a handsome way, a green bun protruding from his head, a long towel hanging down his face, and a long beard made of ponytail below his face. This flower face is different from those who are stupid, stupid and grimacing. Although it is not vicious, it has a solemn and inviolable dignity and is aggressive. I shrink my neck when I look at it. If I wear it on my face, others will shrink their necks with fear. I dare not point at it, just raise my chin at it and say, "I want that big red face!" "
Xiao Luoguo, who sells the painted face, raised his pole and picked it off for me. He grinned with yellow teeth and said, "This young master still has an eye and wants to be Master Guan! Master Guan has to take a dragon crescent moon blade! I'll pick a top spirit for you! " With that, he pulled out the most beautiful broadsword for me from a bundle of knives and guns poked on the ground. Red paint pole, golden knife surface, with several shiny small lenses embedded in the knife surface, a green dragon drawn in the middle, and a red tassel tied. This knife! This painted face! I didn't expect to get two treasures at once. I was so happy that I just laughed and couldn't say anything. My uncle paid the money, and when I came home by tricycle, I stood leaning against my uncle with a knife in my face, which attracted many people to look at me all the way, especially when boys my age cast envious eyes. I was very happy. My uncle told me many stories about Guan Gong. He passed five customs, killed six generals, and chopped Hua Xiong with warm wine ... While talking, he said, "You are a hero!" It's like talking about my glorious history When he told me that this dragon crescent moon blade weighed 8 Jin, I simply felt my strength was boundless. My uncle also taught me to say, "My name is Guan, my name is Yu, and my word is long."
when I got home, everyone praised me, and my mother seemed happier than me. Even my father, who always keeps a bad face, calls me "Xiao Guan Gong" with a smile. I pushed the adults away and ran to the mirror, and the horizontal knife immediately took a photo. Ah, where is Xiao Guan Gong? I am Da Guan Gong!
In this way, I have been wearing a painted face all the New Year's Eve, and no one said that I would take it off. I also wore it when I slept, or my mother gently took it off after I fell asleep and put it on my pillow. The first thing to do when I woke up the next day was to put it on immediately and restore my original appearance as a "master Guan".
On the first day of New Year's Day, the guests kept coming to pay New Year's greetings, and my mother called me so that the guests could see my master. I walked into the living room with a big knife in my hand and shaking my shoulders, holding my breath and shouting, "My name is Guan, my name is Yu, and my word is long."
The guests burst into laughter and said, "Master Guan, I can't get in with you guarding the house!" I became more and more proud. I swung my broadsword twice and made my teeth run, which made the guests laugh.
whenever the guests come, my mother calls me to perform. My mother also changed me into the little robe of green satin and gold flowers that I can only wear when I worship my ancestors. I became the protagonist of the whole family's Spring Festival. Even dad treats me differently. 3. Imitation of Painted Face Composition
After reading Feng Jicai's Painted Face, I know that the mighty Guan Gong painted face brought endless ups and downs to the author's childhood.
but in my memory, it was the fireworks of that year that mixed my heart. During the Spring Festival the year before last, my mother and I visited Wen Jun's house.
Her home is located in the suburbs, and fireworks can be set off. After dinner, we couldn't wait to come to the balcony and light the fireworks with a lighter.
The fireworks in my hand immediately gave off a "Zi Zi" sound, and sparks flew everywhere. Fireworks sometimes bloom like a golden dandelion, and sometimes like a golden dragon walking around, so beautiful! We are having a good time.
I am whimsical: "wouldn't it be more beautiful if I lit all the fireworks?" I told Wen Jun my idea, and she applauded. As soon as I started, I lit all the fireworks in my hand, and colorful sparks immediately splashed around. The scene was very spectacular.
when he was proud, suddenly, the fireworks in his hand burst into flames and became a flaming torch. I was so scared that I threw the fireworks out.
The fireworks just fell on the curtain in the living room and burst into flames. My face turned white, at a loss, and froze in place.
At this moment, Wen Yun's screaming woke me up: "Fire! Mom, come quickly! " Aunt and mother heard the shouts and rushed out of the kitchen. Just at that moment, my aunt picked up a bucket of water on the balcony and fell to the curtains, but the fire spread very quickly and climbed up.
I'm trembling with fear and my legs are weak. "Mom, let's call 119 quickly!" My voice is shaking.
At this time, the adults pulled down the curtains together and drenched them with water before the flames were completely extinguished. When the storm subsided, the room looked smoky everywhere, much like a big painted face.
in shock, I wiped my face with tears and snot, threw myself into my mother's arms and cried. My mother severely criticized me and repeatedly reminded me not to play fireworks by myself in the future.
I didn't care about the ugly face, so I sobbed and nodded: Yes! Fireworks and firecrackers are dangerous goods, and failure to take safety measures will lead to great disaster. Feng Jicai once said in "Painted Face": "Only the Chinese New Year is the children's freedom day in a year. No matter how boldly they make trouble in these days, they will not be punished immediately."
but now I think this statement is wrong. Because once we are in danger and threaten our lives, the punishment we receive will be regrettable.
Only by staying away from danger and growing up happily is the real freedom day. 4. Imitation of Painted Face Composition
After reading Feng Jicai's Painted Face, I know that the mighty Guan Gong painted face brought endless ups and downs to the author's childhood. In my memory, it was the fireworks of that year that mixed my heart.
My mother and I visited Wen Yun's house during the Spring Festival the year before last. Her home is located in the suburbs and can set off fireworks. After dinner, we couldn't wait to come to the balcony and light the fireworks with a lighter. The fireworks in his hand immediately gave off the sound of "Zi Zi" and sparks flew everywhere. Fireworks sometimes bloom like a golden dandelion, and sometimes like a golden dragon walking around, so beautiful!
we are having a good time. I am whimsical: "If I light all the fireworks, wouldn't it be more beautiful?" I told Wen Jun my idea, and she applauded. As soon as I started, I lit all the fireworks in my hand, and colorful sparks immediately splashed around. The scene was very spectacular. When I was proud, all of a sudden, the fireworks in my hand burst into flames and became a flaming torch. I was so scared that I threw the fireworks out. The fireworks just fell on the curtains in the living room and burst into flames. My face turned white, at a loss, and froze in place.
At this moment, Wen Yun's screaming woke me up: "Fire! Mom, come quickly! " Aunt and mother heard the shouts and rushed out of the kitchen. Just at that moment, my aunt picked up a bucket of water on the balcony and fell to the curtains, but the fire spread very quickly and climbed up. I was trembling with fear and my legs were weak. "Mom, let's call 119 quickly!" My voice is shaking. At this time, the adults worked together to tear down the curtains and drench them with water before the flames were completely extinguished. When the storm subsided, the room looked smoky everywhere, much like a big painted face.
in shock, I wiped my face with tears and snot, threw myself into my mother's arms and cried. My mother severely criticized me and repeatedly reminded me not to play fireworks by myself in the future. I forgot the ugly face, sobbed and nodded: yes! Fireworks and firecrackers are dangerous goods, and failure to take safety measures will lead to great disaster.
Feng Jicai once said in "Painted Face": "Only the Chinese New Year is the children's freedom day in a year, and no matter how bold they are, they will not be punished immediately." But now I think this is wrong. Because once we are in danger and threaten our lives, the punishment we receive will be regrettable. Only by staying away from danger and growing up happily is the real freedom day! 5. lovely "painted face" composition
lovely "painted face" Do you know who "painted face" is? It's a little koi fish that I keep.
Don't think that "Hua Yan Zhang" is ugly, but it is a "little beauty" in fish! From beginning to end, its back was covered with orange scales, like a long orange windbreaker; The belly is covered with fine silver scales, like wearing a silver shirt. "Hua Yan Zhang" has a flat mouth, which is wide open all day, looking for something to eat everywhere; There are two beards on both sides of the mouth swinging gently in the water, as if greeting me; "Hua Lian Zhang" has a pair of big round eyes. The eyes like black pearls are embedded in a golden ring. Other little beauties put red powder on their faces. My "Hua Lian Zhang" is different, but it is covered with a piece of black rouge around the eyes, which is really like Zhang Fei's in Sichuan Opera, so I call it "Hua Lian Zhang". The two gills of "Hua Lian Zhang" closed their mouths one by one and opened and closed rhythmically, constantly breathing the fresh air in the water.
The orange tail of "Hua Yan Zhang" is embedded with a black border, and its flexible tail swings from side to side like a pair of scissors. My "painted face Zhang" is a "little greedy cat". He looks for something to eat with his mouth open all day. As long as there is feed in the fish tank, he will swim quickly and eat it in a few bites.
Hua Lian Zhang loves cleanliness. As long as the water is dirty, it will swim in the water very restlessly. If it is replaced with clean water, it will be quiet. "Hua Lian Zhang" is very sensible. As long as he passes by the fish tank, he will shake his head and say hello to us.
In order to make Huahuanzhang have a comfortable home, I specially bought some beautiful crystal stones for him to play with in the fish tank. Every day, no matter how busy I am, I will clean the fish tank and replace it with clean water.
I've never been a guest for more than a day since I had a "painted face", because my "painted face" is always on my mind. 6. write a composition with appearance, language, action, psychology and demeanor, like "painted face". Three or four hundred
photos will turn yellow with the passage of time, letters will be lost with the passage of time, and only the memories cherished in the heart will be like wine, and the longer they are, the more mellow they will be.
Every memory is a precious treasure worth cherishing in my heart. I will take this treasure with me and walk through a long road of life. When we entered the school, we went from a warm little family to an equally caring big family.
All the people in this big family are classmates and friends who bear the burden of rain and wind. Everyone helps each other and learns from each other on the way to school.
At this moment, my six-year primary school life has also entered the countdown. Looking at the eight characters on the blackboard in my class, "Thank you for unforgettable alma mater", the words "unforgettable classmates" suddenly flashed in my mind.
speaking of classmates, there is one thing that I remember vividly. It was a physical education class. When the class was over, the teacher let us move freely. Everyone dispersed in a hubbub and went to play separately, leaving me alone on the playground.
I don't know if I provoked that stone, or if it deliberately opposed me and crossed the road in front of me. At that time, I was absent-minded, stepped on it, twisted my foot and fell a veritable "dog gnawing mud". Oh, my god, the scattered crowd just gathered at once. The sky is going to kill me! I closed my eyes and waited for ridicule, but the expected spittle didn't come.
I just felt my hands warm, and my classmates helped me up. Everyone told me with one voice to be careful in the future, pay attention to the ground and don't fall down again. Several enthusiastic female students also helped me clean the wound with water carefully. I don't know where to borrow a band-aid and carefully put it on for me.
My classmates are so concerned about me that my eyes turn red. They thought it hurt me and asked me if it hurt. I shook my head and fought back the tears that were about to come out of my eyes. Although it has been a long time, my classmates' concern for me has been fixed in my mind, and I will spend this unforgettable primary school life with this heavy love.
In a blink of an eye, six years have passed quickly, and I will leave my alma mater, my teachers, the warm group of Class 3, Grade 6, and my classmates who have been with me for six years in a few months. I can't help but feel wet when I think about this.