He is just an ordinary man. But for me, it is the most special-dad.
I have little respect for my father since I was a child, and I have always ignored his importance. Perhaps because my father's education is not high, I have never discussed many things with my father, and I have never revealed my feelings to my father.
Only when the light bulb is broken and things are too heavy to move, will I think of my father. At that time, I always hoped that my father could be on call, whether he was busy at work or not, but he always worked hard. But at that time, I didn't understand the caring look in my father's eyes, just took it for granted.
Now that I'm grown up, I finally know how busy my father is at work, and I won't let him pick me up any more. When I walk in the hot sun, I miss the soft sofa and cool air conditioner in my father's car.
I didn't know how happy I was when I was a child, and I knew I couldn't be willful anymore. When I was a child, my father never reached out and picked me up, but stood in the distance, holding my favorite lollipop in his hand and loudly said to me, "Baby, as long as you stand up and walk in front of my father, you can eat lollipops!" " I don't know whether it is the attraction of lollipops or the expectant eyes in my father's eyes that give me the courage to stand up and give me the motivation to move forward. When I finally came to my father's side, my father hugged me excitedly, and I saw a gratified smile on my father's face.
I finally know that what I want is not a lollipop, but a smile from my father. Whenever my father comes home late from work, in the twilight, I can feel my father stroking my hair and tucking me in.
A warm feeling arises spontaneously. It turns out that my father has been protecting me and my mother.
Dad is a man who sticks to his hobbies and never gives in. He insists on taking a cold bath every day, and he insists on going swimming every day.
No matter how cold the weather is all year round, it always persists and never changes. I have never heard my father shout "pain" or "tired". He always wears this strong face, and he smiles at everything that goes wrong.
He once told me: "People must stick to their ideals, no matter how hard or tired they are." From then on, I was no longer afraid of the wind and rain, and I learned to stick to everything.
These days, my father is on a business trip again. In these days, I learned to miss.
I am a girl who loves to laugh. Whenever I laugh, I always laugh. What a hearty laugh, happy smile, inexplicable smile … all follow me closely. I will laugh at all ridiculous things, and this kind of laughter will often drag my classmates into the water, attract teachers' criticism, and then attract everyone to blame me for seducing them.
Once in an English class, the teacher taught two words: bus and must, and then let everyone read them. My deskmate couldn't pronounce correctly, so I couldn't help laughing because my tone was blunt and I heard "Dad is dead" and "Mom is dead".
The whole class also burst into laughter under my "leadership". The teacher repeatedly banned it, but he couldn't control it, so that he couldn't lecture. Finally, the whole class was scolded and punished.
The teacher took special care of me when I entered the office, but I was still immersed in what happened just now, and my thoughts suddenly fell to the ground. The teacher kept saying there, I was still thinking "Mom and Dad are dead". As a result, I snorted and laughed, and the English teacher almost didn't go crazy.
Back in class, everyone came to blame me for this culprit. Naturally, I did my duty and retorted confidently, "I love to laugh, and my mouth is on me. I laugh happily." .
Besides, did I make you laugh? I can't help myself. Why do you blame me? "Under this, the students were speechless, I laughed again, also calculate to celebrate what I just said. Come to think of it carefully, I like to laugh like death for two reasons: one is the inheritance of my parents.
Mom and dad are both people who love to laugh. As long as I can remember, I haven't seen them frown and unhappy. Their faces are always sunny, as if all the good things in the world happened to them, so I was born an authentic descendant. The second is the warmth and harmony of the family.
My parents never quarrel. They care about me. The smiles of three people build a happy and warm home, surrounded by laughter. I have no reason to be unhappy! Wherever I go, laughter follows me. I often don't see anyone. Smell me laugh first. Does everyone like to laugh, too? Then let's laugh until the end, because: smile, ten years old; In a good mood, troubles run.
My teacher is not tall, with a pair of kind eyes on his chubby face, and his short gray hair shows his loyalty. He has a strong right leg, but his left leg is completely cut off from below the knee and supported by a polished round stick.
We don't know when and why this leg was amputated. I only remember one time, when he was talking about the legend that The goddess patching the sky made man, he smiled and said to us, "Nuwa's clay figurine was so tired that he picked up the mud with branches and threw it on the ground, and the mud thrown on the ground became a man.
It's just that some people lost their legs and arms because Nu Wa threw too hard. When she dumped my leg. "
There was a burst of laughter in the classroom, but after laughing, every student felt a sour feeling in his heart, and at the same time he increased his respect for Mr. Liu. He stands for hours every day and gives us lectures, relying only on his strong right leg and a wooden stick.
Speaking of writing on the blackboard, he supported the ground with a wooden stick, left his right leg off the ground, turned his body quickly and turned to the blackboard. After writing thick chalk words, I turned to the podium with crutches as the center.
A teacher who is over half a hundred years old doesn't know how many times he has to jump and spin like this a day. And every time he turned around, it caused the students' excited heartbeat.
His lecture was wonderful. The history of the motherland made him proud.
Speaking of national heroes of past dynasties, he.
2. Third grade composition: write about the scenery and campus life. People say: you are a spring silkworm, and you will not rest until you die! Some people say: you are a candle, shed the last tear and light up the dark night sky; Some people also say: you are the morning dew, always before dawn, silently moistening everything on the earth; Others say: you are the sunset glow. When the sun comes back, you burn the sky with the last ray of light. Teacher! You said it yourself: what I long for most is paving the way, and the happiest thing is burning; I am just a wisp of smoke in the blue sky, not seeking luxury, but beauty lies in nature; I am just an old stepping stone on the journey, a distant cold star in the dark; I'm just, I'm just a drop of water in the surging river, coming quietly and going calmly. Dear teacher! You drew a rainbow on the blackboard, but it erased the effect; On the podium, you lifted others, but gave yourself; Years make your face old, and chalk makes your sideburns white. You have released a lot of hope, but you are still guarding the nest! Dear teacher, I want to say to you: you are the greeting of the morning star and the companion star of the Big Dipper; You are a cultivator of three feet of land and a driver of three-inch tools; You are the disseminator of human culture and the promoter of the world; You are the designer of the human soul and the reverser of the society. You are the spring breeze, blowing the mountains green, and you are the sunshine, illuminating every corner; You are a lighthouse, guiding the boat of confusion to ride the ocean of knowledge, and you are a red candle, spreading light and heat to the world without stint; You dyed the branches of Chimonanthus praecox red with the feeling of hot coals, burned yourself, and gave me a yearning for spring, a green leaf of hope; You turned the iceberg made of books into snowflakes, turned my hair into gray, gave me pure dreams and gave me strong wings in the cold wind; You came from the sea of knowledge, holding a spring in your hand, and sweating all the way, nourishing your thirsty heart and a persistent desire. When the wax torch turns to ash, you are immortal; When the silk runs out, you will be eternal! Don't look back, string up the footsteps of Spring and Autumn. My life moves on in your expectant eyes. ...
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3. Write a landscape and a 300-word composition. There is a yard behind my house. It spent a happy time with me.
Miss Chun came to me with light steps. A hundred flowers blossom in the yard, and the morning glory climbs to the wall, blowing its horn and saying, "Spring is coming, brothers and sisters, wake up." At this time, the bamboo shoots broke through the ground, rubbed their eyes and threw themselves into the warm embrace of mother bamboo. A purple flower is also in bloom, and the courtyard in spring is beautiful.
Xia Bobo came quietly. Osmanthus trees hold up handfuls of big green umbrellas. I did my homework and played under the tree. I was very happy. In summer, the grass grows luxuriantly, like a green carpet, and the yard is cool in summer.
Sister Qiu walked into the yard with the autumn wind. Autumn is coming, and the maple leaves turn red. A gust of autumn wind blew, dropping a few maple leaves, dancing like a beautiful butterfly in the autumn wind. The courtyard in autumn is happy.
Brother Dong came with heavy steps. A heavy snow turned the yard into a vast expanse of whiteness, like a warm quilt brought to the grass. A cold wind blew and several leaves fell. The yard is very cold in winter.
Courtyard! You have brought me infinite happiness. I will always praise you!
4. What are the good words and sentences describing people and scenery in the second volume of the third grade composition? Her back is slightly bent. A dress in the market has been worn on her for many years, and the cloth shoes at her feet have been worn out.
Wrinkles climbed up her forehead, and the dyed hair could not cover the white sideburns. She is really old.
I still remember that when the distant relative came with his little granddaughter, I was particularly surprised. In her sixties, she is still wearing a long skirt and necklace, with fair skin and long hair fluttering, and her smile is graceful, which is in stark contrast to her standing hunched body in a rural costume.
I slowly looked at the smoke and fell into an infinite haze, muttering to myself, "Why, grandma is so beautiful!"! I also want a beautiful grandmother! " Hearing this, she didn't speak, but kept wringing her hands and clutching her apron. Slowly, with the growth of my age, I stopped going out for a crazy day like a tomboy, my mind became delicate, and I learned to observe her and her every move around me.
At dawn, she woke up in the mist, holding bundles of straw in the haystack with her sleeves and cooking with kitchen smoke; Under the scorching sun, she skillfully rolled dumpling wrappers and wondered who in jiaozi would make more cabbage stuffing for me who didn't like leeks. At sunset, she chopped the peeled leaves and fed them to the cooing hens, and took the eggs out of the nest for me with a smile ... These things are repeated every day, but I still know a thing or two. It turns out that she works so hard.
5. The writer writes about scenery. The eagle soaring in the sky in The Complete Book of Grade Three must have experienced the pain of the female eagle falling off the cliff countless times before tempering a pair of volley wings.
A bright pearl must have experienced numerous peristalsis of the clam body and polished by numerous storms before it can shine.
Similarly, a truly successful person must stand up again after countless falls, because "how can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain?" No one can succeed casually. "
Bing Xin said: "The successful flower, people are only surprised by its present brilliance! However, at the beginning, its buds were soaked with tears of struggle and shed blood rain of sacrifice. " Therefore, each of us can't collapse in the face of misfortune, because after we change our mentality, it is possible to hold any chain of life. Because life is our own, our destiny is in our own hands, and our mentality and our choices determine the direction of life.
Turning to history, it is not difficult to see that many outstanding figures have experienced ups and downs before they saw the beautiful rainbow. Shi Tiesheng, a famous writer in China, is in a wheelchair because of his serious illness, and his legs are disabled. The storm of life came as a bolt from the blue to him. What a heavy blow! But he did not lose confidence in life, but expressed his infinite love for life with his brain and hands, and eventually became a famous writer in Chinese literary world. The musician Beethoven was deaf in both ears, but he still wrote many musical works, such as Hero and Destiny. In the misfortune of life, he stubbornly grasped the "throat of fate." Struggle with fate and misfortune and finally achieve great success.
Life can't be without wind and rain. Frustration is a fortune in life and a good medicine to promote your success. How can flowers that don't experience wind and rain be gorgeous? How can a life without suffering shine?
6. The composition describing the scenery in the third grade is that the sun sets, the earth is bathed in afterglow rosy clouds, people walk in the streets in twos and threes, and the fragrance of flowers and trees is slowly blown by the evening breeze, which makes people relaxed and happy, and makes people see the sun and shine.
A crimson sunset glow shone on the western hills, and large white clouds floated in the blue sky. They are flaming purples in the sunset. If you look carefully, you will see clouds flying in the air, just like in a veiled dream, which will keep you away from troubles.
A refreshing night wind came to my face, as if all the troubles and fatigue were ignored, and every nervous nerve in my body was gradually relieved; On the river wrinkled by the wind, there are layers of ripples, reflecting the deep red light, like a river of red agate, shining brightly; The small bamboo forest in the distance glows with green light, the bamboo leaves are gently shaken in the breeze, and the wind blows the rustling sound of leaves, like singing a beautiful song; The wind in the sky is chasing, teasing and tearing at the clouds.
In a blink of an eye, the last sunset in the western world has melted into the twilight, and the sky is gradually getting dark. The surrounding mountains show an indigo outline, the twilight is getting thicker and the earth is in chaos.
Gradually, gradually, the night came, and the intoxicating dusk still appeared in my mind. The beautiful and charming scenery deeply attracted me: my sight, my spirit, my thoughts ... were immersed in this indescribable "dusk map", and I also fell into this inexplicable feeling.
I am reluctant to go, with heavy steps, and quietly left the boundary of this dusk. ...
7. Composition describing hometown scenery. My hometown in grade three is a picturesque xx village, just like a huge landscape painting, very beautiful!
In front of our village is a milky white stream, crystal clear, so clear that you can see blue-brown stones, water conservancy sand grains and black leaves. It is also very quiet, as quiet as a mirror, reflecting blue sky, white clouds and green leaves ... The sun shines on the river, and the gold dots and silver dots are interlaced, reflecting colorful light. By the river, hardworking people are washing clothes and fishing. The fish in the water are playing hide and seek. ...
Behind our village are rolling mountains. The buttonwood trees there are tall and straight, very lush! It also gives off a strong smell. Grass grows out of the ground and smells the fragrance of nature. The sun shines on the grass, and the grass is very bright. Bamboo stands upright, thinking of a soldier guarding the forest. Little bamboo shoots try to climb up and want to be a glorious soldier like dad.
In the fields at the foot of the mountain, there are colorful things, some are flowers, some are vegetables and some are fruits. A gust of wind blew, and rape blossoms danced like a golden ocean. It's so beautiful that the flowers are fragrant and graceful! Insects are dancing and singing on flowers.
Is my hometown beautiful? Come to my house sometime.
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8. Composition describing scenery in the third grade of primary school (such as Huangshan Mountain). Come on. Answer questions before May 3rd. Longtan Forest Park My hometown is in Guiping, and there is a beautiful Longtan Forest Park here.
On a sunny morning, my mother, cousin, aunt, grandfather and grandmother have been visiting the beautiful Longtan Forest Park. When we got there, our car paid the ticket and went in happily.
There are lush trees and many strange stones. In the jungle, birds sing happily. Our car drove to the parking place and got off. Wow! The fresh air here makes me feel very comfortable.
Our cousin walked and talked. We found a stream, crystal clear. Looking around, the mountain looks like a green ocean. Dashan makes clothes with green trees and grass, headscarves with white clouds, washes his face with clear streams, and dresses himself beautifully.
There are many cute little animals on the mountain. Birds are flying freely in the sky, little monkeys are jumping among branches, and little squirrels are playing games in the trees with their big furry tails. Longtan Forest Park not only has high mountains, lush flowers and trees, clear springs, lovely animals, but also beautiful waterfalls. Silver-white waterfalls, like thousands of soft silver gauze, flutter on the cliff. The small water droplets ejected by the waterfalls are as fine as smoke and dust, dispersed into the air, turned into misty water mist, and covered the trees in the mountain stream with a thin layer of gauze.
At the moment when the waterfall poured into the pool, small white waves rose in the air, splashing jade pearls. It is really "flying down thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Yellow River has fallen for nine days". The creek spring in Longtan Park is crystal clear, and the pebbles submerged in the bottom are red. Unfortunately, there are no fish, perhaps because the water is too clear and cold.
I love Longtan Forest Park with beautiful scenery and picturesque seasons, and I love my hometown even more. Beautiful Botanical Garden There is a beautiful garden on our campus, where flowers are in full bloom and birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.
Walking in is like being in another world. This beautiful garden is located behind two rows of teaching buildings on the left side of the school.
We walked along the cement road to the gate of the garden, which read "Botanical Garden" in three Chinese characters. Walking into the gate of the garden, I saw a new green in front of me. Soon, I heard the birds chirping, as if welcoming us to their home.
Look at these flowers and plants, such as bamboo, osmanthus, chrysanthemum and so on. Bamboo is on the left of the gate. I looked up along the bamboo pole. Bamboo is five stories high. There are many birds resting on bamboo leaves, because bamboo leaves are lush and can provide shade for birds.
There is a osmanthus tree on the right side of the gate. Go forward, sweet-scented osmanthus is coming, refreshing! Go ahead and you will find that Fujian tea is surrounded by green and purple colored hibiscus and prickly begonia. On the far left, there are red chrysanthemums and a row of Huang Juhua. There are fine hairs on the leaves of chrysanthemum, and there is a yellow flower core in the middle of red chrysanthemum.
There is a cuckoo beside the chrysanthemum. Rhododendron leaves have a soft layer of thorns, and hands feel itchy. Go further and you will reach the center of the garden. In the center of the garden is a pond with a rockery. There are several rich bamboo trees on the mountain, and there are lovely small fish swimming freely in the warm sunshine around the mountain.
After enjoying most of the garden, we almost reached the end of the garden, where there were three big-leaf banyan trees with leaves like a big fan. Some students are hot and find fallen leaves from the ground to cool down! Then, I smelled the faint flowers, listened to the birds singing, looked at the bright green grass and bright flowers, and reluctantly left the school botanical garden.
9. Writing in the third grade of primary school, describing the scenery and eating fun and delicious food. After watching the documentary China on the Tip of the Tongue, it turns out that our great Chinese culture has so much essence and food culture. In fact, my hometown Cenxi also has a unique food culture.
Cenxi, located in the southeast of Guangxi, is a young and attractive county-level city and a famous granite capital. What are the characteristics of its food culture? Let me introduce you one by one. The first course of Cenxi is the classic Sanhuang chicken. We have a famous saying in Cenxi: "Guangxi native chickens compete for the world, and Cenxi san huang wins Guangxi". It is said that CCTV also made a special trip to Cenxi for an interview. What is a classical Sanhuang chicken? It means that when a chicken grows up, its mouth is yellow, its hair is yellow and its feet are yellow. These three yellows are also one of the symbols of classical chicken. Cenxi people have always had a soft spot for Sanhuang chicken. As the saying goes, "No chicken can make a table", it can be seen that no matter what banquet we hold in Cenxi, there will be three yellow chickens on the table. Color, fragrance and taste are all available, which can be chopped white, fried raw, boiled in soup, roasted with salt, fried in oil and steamed in water. In short, there are various methods, each of which is different and tastes good.
As the saying goes, "Buddha smells dog meat and jumps over the wall", and "dog meat culture" is extremely prosperous. Whether it is a restaurant, a teahouse or a food stall, it is a well-known practice to "cut the dog white". Dog meat is golden and crystal clear, absolutely attractive, mellow in flavor, thirsty and appetizing. This dish won the second prize of the second cooking competition in Guangxi.
Cenxi is also famous for three kinds of dishes (tofu, bitter gourd and eggplant), which are also very distinctive. Basically, every household can cook this dish, which is the three treasures fried by Cenxi. "Don't underestimate this is home cooking. It tastes different.
In fact, Cenxi's food culture is so rich that I can't list them all. Can you believe it? Come to Cenxi as a guest, and the food here will definitely make you linger.
10. What do I like? It can be people, scenery, animals and plants, or the name of an activity. I'm crazy about birds. Whenever I look up and see pigeons, magpies, swallows, sparrows and other birds flying in the sky, I will feel a kind of envy and admiration from my heart.
They can fly freely in the sky without any external equipment, relying only on their own feathers and flesh and blood. What a skill! Birds can not only fly in the sky, but also walk on the ground, and some can swim in the water. Birds are really amazing. Birds sing beautifully, including pigeons, magpies, swallows, sparrows and cuckoos.
Their calls are so sweet. There is a kind of bird called stork, which has a loud voice and can imitate a variety of melody tones.
I really like birds. Birds are a kind of vertebrates. They lay eggs with warm blood and breathe with lungs. Almost all of them have feathers. Their hind legs can walk, their forelimbs become wings, and most of them can fly.
There is still a lot of knowledge about birds, and I need to study it further. .