In study, work, and life, everyone has written compositions, and they must be familiar with all types of compositions. According to the characteristics of propositional writing, compositions can be divided into propositional compositions and non-propositional compositions. How to write an essay to avoid making mistakes? The following is the composition of She Changed Me that I compiled (generally 8 articles), I hope it will be helpful to everyone. She Changed Me Essay 1
Under the flashing lights, I calmly dealt with the continuous applause and praise. I have participated in such large-scale competitions many times and won many awards. I have become the most outstanding student in the guzheng class as I wish. But I know it was her who changed me and made me great.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the surface of the sandalwood instrument. I lifted the handle again and again to practice the tune that had tortured me all afternoon. The tune "mi do la do la" has been lingering in my ears. "It's so annoying, and it's wrong!" I finally yelled angrily after countless failures. She came looking for the voice and asked gently, "What's wrong?" I complained with a cry, "I can't play this section well. I've been practicing all afternoon." "Then you try playing it again, and I'll help you." You keep the time." Reluctantly, I raised my hand to play again, and as expected, I made a mistake again after playing a few syllables. I drooped my head like a deflated balloon and put down my hands. She suddenly turned cold and reprimanded in a loud voice: "Why do you always give up? You try to play continuously. If you stop just because of a syllable, how can you play a good tune?" I lowered my head, tears in my eyes. Spin around. Another order came down: "Sit down and start again!"
He kept practicing following her beats over and over again. Finally, he had some improvement, so he wanted to rest, but she stared. I glanced at it and continued to beat the beat. But I lost the motivation to practice. I was thinking about resting, and my hands kept causing trouble. I played it intermittently several times without success. She stopped the beat and said coldly, "You are so impatient. How can you learn guzheng? After practicing it a few times, you feel tired and want to give up?" My face instantly turned red and I started practicing again amid her cold words.
The moon hung high in the night sky. After continuous practice, the song finally had a charm like its beautiful name "Jasmine Fragrance". I felt a little excited in my heart and expressed my desire to her. Get a rested gaze. Standing quietly in front of the guzheng, thinking back on the day's practice, I have never seen her so fierce. Normally, she is as gentle as the guzheng teacher, but today she was so angry because of me, so I wanted to say: "Teacher, I'm sorry." !" Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly said, "There is nothing wrong with me today. I just want you to know that many things in life cannot be given up halfway. Only by practicing patiently can you reach the other side of success!"
During the competition! , I responded calmly, played the song "Jasmine Fragrance" smoothly and got a good ranking. At that moment, I felt a "fragrance" that I had never had before, and it was she who changed my "fragrance." Now. , the study became more and more heavy, and I often lost myself, but I always recalled her teachings and continued to study patiently, because that afternoon, she let me know that the only way to do everything is to not give up and do everything patiently. It will make me better. She Changed Me Essay 2
In a person's life, many things will happen, and a person may also change a lot, and he or she in those things may be the one who changes you people.
It was in the third grade of elementary school. It was Sunday. The sun was shining and the weather was very good. My friends and I made an appointment to go out and play together. We went to the store to buy bubbles and started the bubble-blowing competition. The bubbles rose one after another. After a while, there were many bubbles flying in the sky. Countless bubbles were colorful under the sunlight. It's so beautiful! We had a blast too!
While playing, a girl suddenly spilled bubble water on me. I happened to be wearing the new dress my mother bought me that day. I cried "Wow", it was really Angry and distressed. My friends hurriedly came over to comfort me, and the girl quickly apologized to me, but the more I cried, the more I thought about it, and the angrier I became, shouting at her to wear a dress with me. Suddenly, a thought of revenge drove me to sprinkle all the bubble water on her. She cried, but she did not blame me. She just stood there wiping her tears, and then said lightly, "Now you Feel better!" After that, she went home alone. My friends looked at me, but no one said anything and they all walked away. I was stunned for a moment, feeling like I had been pricked by a needle. I wanted to cry but couldn't. I wasn't happy at all.
When I got home, I didn't tell the truth to my mother, saying that I did it accidentally, and my mother washed the skirt. Some people may say, you should be happy this time. They have apologized to you, you have "revenged", and your skirt is as good as ever. But I really couldn't be happy at all. There seemed to be a big stone in my heart, which was very heavy.
At night, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. The scene where I sprinkled bubble water on her body during the day and the way she shed tears always appeared in my mind. I knew that I had gone too far, and I felt very sad. Guilt.
After arriving at school the next day, just when I was hesitant and ready to apologize to her, she took the initiative to greet me and said to me: "It was my fault yesterday that soiled your new skirt. Don't be angry.
"My eyes immediately filled with tears. Faced with my revenge, she did not hold any grudge against me. Her tolerance made me feel ashamed. So I opened my heart and apologized to her, and we hugged each other happily.
Since then, I have learned to tolerate others. She changed me. She changed me. Essay 3
In this world, there are many things that can change a person's destiny. Change a person's life, change a person's dream.
In my opinion, she changed me, she is very serious, but she is my teacher. The first language, her surname is Yang, is very strict, but I like it.
She is strict in class, and she is very strict in homework. We must write strictly according to the format, or redo her. There are many articles in the article, and she has read us and let us know that our article is different from her article and knows how to write it better.
She used to not like dragons, so. I always talk quickly in class. I feel very good about such a teacher, because she is very strict with us and wants to make our future better.
She is the best I have seen since the beginning of study. The teacher. It was her who made me fall in love with reading, fall in love with language, and fall in love with composition.
It is a good book that takes me to explore rationality. The world, enjoy a good book, like a good teacher, let me know: a good book, like an old ivy, always full of vitality; natural scenery, understand the mysteries of nature, let me know Many philosophies of life.
It is she who lets me know that reading enriches my life and makes my life more exciting, so my life becomes rich and colorful. This book is my spiritual food. Books are a great joy in my life. This book is rich in nectar knowledge and watering my heart.
It was her who changed me and changed my view of reading. Understanding also changed my understanding of writing and language, and also changed my life values. She changed me Composition 4
I closed my eyes gently and walked slowly, trying to try blindly. The smell.
At that moment, I was exploring forward in the black alley, and the steps seemed to go where I didn't want to go, and people seemed to have to fall down at any time. The novel feeling like a game instantly hit my heart with fear. This was the beginning of an unknown state, the most intangible and desperate experience.
Finally, I couldn't help but open his eyes. Taking a long breath, discovering that the original darkness is only a few steps away from the long process
Bathing in the sun feels like a gift from heaven - happiness only opens his eyes to see the world. It is so simple. However, a legend was born in the American South, she was in a dark world, without voice, without language, but her life illuminated the whole world.
She——Helen Keller.
When Helen Keller was one and a half years old, a disease made her blind, deaf-mute and stupid. Fate dealt her a cruel blow, and she became cynical, stubborn, impatient, and difficult to get along with others.
But she has completed all the courses at Radcliffe Academy and is even proficient in five languages: English, French, and German. She can also be proficient in riding, swimming, playing chess, etc. In terms of personality, she also became happy, friendly, and philanthropic.
In the past, I didn't know Helen Keller. I was a very naughty child, and my teachers and parents were often angry and red-faced. Later, my mother told me the story of Helen Keller.
I'm sorry to hear that and I'm sorry for my parents and teachers. I think Helen Keller has been living in the dark, but it is still difficult to learn and live in a strong place. What qualifications do we have to complain?
I started to work hard to be obedient.
She - Helen Keller, changed me. She Changed Me Essay 5
I have been a naughty and weird two-sided girl since I was a child. Usually, I give people the impression of freshness, but at the same time, I always seem not generous and decent because I am too reserved. I have been shrouded in the smoke of "inferiority" since I was a child, and it seems that I am destined to carry it for the rest of my life. But now, my tragedy seems to be about to melt away. It was her, her deskmate, with her light and kind voice and secretly sweet smile, who silently encouraged me and changed me. A quiet and youthful face. If you look closely, you will find a few beautiful pimples, a pair of clear and intelligent eyes, and a pair of tightly closed lips under the high nose. She is not the contemporary Lin Daiyu who is quiet and quiet. The sunshine in her heart is not lonely, but she is rare and pure.
When she has fun, she smiles from ear to ear. Whenever I act coquettishly to her, she is like a big sister, "Stop making trouble, stop making trouble..." Sometimes, when I encounter a question that I don't understand, she will take the initiative to give me ideas, and she won't always ask. , she will find another expert...until the truth comes to light. Her gentle personality and good conduct blow into my world like a warm spring breeze every day and infiltrate my soul. I admire her for her diligence in learning.
Every weekend, our classmates in Classes 9 and 10 will write a "Learning English" newspaper. Many classmates will not be able to complete it and use various excuses to prevaricate the teacher. She, and only she, would use 200% of her energy to complete it seriously, so the efficiency was really high. When the next issue of the "Learning English" newspaper came out, she quietly did something that I didn't expect - she carefully corrected every wrong question with a red pen, and silently memorized the correct grammar and grammar over and over again. Sentence structure etc.
Every time she came back from the corridor, there were often naughty boys chasing and playing around in the classroom, and there were girls chatting near the back door. She could always find peace in the chaos and sit quietly and steadily in her seat. On the Internet, writing exercises and memorizing words is really a unique scenery in the classroom.
She often said a wise saying that touched me deeply: "Life is about hard work. What will you get if you don't ask for it? Take your time to understand it!" Every time I recall this sentence, I secretly make up my mind: See the wise and think of them. All together! She is the preferred image representative of pure class style! "No bangs" ponytail, fresh and flawless forehead, not following the trend but comfortably leading the trend, no Internet slang written in traditional Chinese characters, no self-modified school uniforms and pants, consciously resisting Japanese, Korean and Japanese youth romance Novels, etc., in the eyes of others, these are unbearable rules and regulations, but she can always enjoy herself and remain calm. She is most afraid of wasting time and regards wasting time as shameful. She can't stand boring behavior. You think, are such virtuous students worthy of admiration and learning from each of us? For me, being a classmate with her is a destiny; being at the same table with her is a great blessing in this life. Respect her thoughts and admire her behavior. After half a semester of experience, I have gradually become more confident in my studies; in life, I have begun to desire life and nature; on the road of life, like her, I am making leaps and bounds towards my goals!
I think everyone already knows who she is. She is my deskmate Lin Yingyi - a person who changed me. She Changed My Composition 6
When the homework was handed out, there were a lot of mistakes. The teacher was urging me to make mistakes quickly, and I had to correct them quickly. I was very busy and confused.
"Kuang Renlong, come here." As soon as I heard it, I knew it was Lao Ban calling me. I dropped my pen and impatiently walked to Lao Ban's desk. I saw Lao Ban holding my The school contact book asked me sternly: "Who signed it for you?" I glanced at the home-school contact book, and my cousin's name was written crookedly on it, with "Mediocre performance" scrawled on the back. I replied nonchalantly: "My cousin," "How old is your cousin?" Lao Ban was furious: "Is your cousin your parent?" Seeing the class teacher getting angry, I felt funny: What a big deal. , isn’t it just a signature? As for being so angry?
Seeing the head teacher's eyes widening, as if fire was coming out of his eyes, I don't know where I got the courage to tilt my head and roll my eyes several times, looking like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. He looked hot and twisted his body a few times, looking nonchalant. Now I was touching the tiger's butt, and I saw Lao Ban's voice quickly increase by an octave, and the peacock above her head suddenly opened wider. She stretched out her hand and pulled me hard: "You are such a ghost, Who will like it?" But I am much stronger than her, so I almost staggered her when I tried hard. "No wonder everyone says you are a stinky and hard stone in the gutter." When the head teacher said this, my enthusiasm came back. I shook my head a few more times, glanced to the side, and challenged my old class teacher. His expression said: "You must be too lenient. You can just be a teacher and care about my studies, but you still care about my appearance. You are really the police of the Pacific." Just when we were riding a tiger, the class bell rang, and the old class had to let me go temporarily and let me go back to class.
I attended a class anxiously, knowing that the class teacher would not give up. Finally, class was over again, and I came to the desk of the class teacher again. At this time, the class teacher looked much calmer, and she looked at She looked at me without saying a word, and I had a drum in my heart. I didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in the gourd, but I still acted like a fool, thinking: This is what I am, what can you do to me. We were in a stalemate like this for a few minutes, and she finally spoke: "Kuang Renlong, studying in school and acquiring knowledge is one aspect. The more important thing is to learn to be a human being and learn how to deal with things. You see, your poor grades are the second best. You see, you are different from others." The way you interact with others, no one will accept you." Only then did I realize that the class teacher's anger was not entirely because I asked my cousin to sign for me, but because my attitude in communicating with others was unacceptable. Hearing this, my heart was touched, and I looked up at her unconsciously. The anger I had before was gone, and my eyes were full of expectation. I couldn't help but stand up straight, "Be more easy-going when dealing with others. Don't always keep a straight face, like someone owes you something. Who wants to deal with someone who doesn't smile? After hearing this, I lowered my head in shame. Only then did I understand why none of the female classmates in the class wanted to talk to me. speaking; male classmates were unwilling to socialize with me; no one asked me to express my opinions during group study. It turned out to be all because of my facial expressions and my attitude towards interacting with others. Thinking of these, I got circles under my eyes. She turned red, lowered her head lower, and her previously swaying body stood upright.
The head teacher kept enlightening me: "People should live with a smile every day. When they are unhappy, smile to comfort themselves; when they have friction with others, smile and explain to them; When you are in trouble, ask for help with a smile. Maybe the head teacher saw the change in my attitude and said sincerely: "Smile is the most beautiful language. Explain misunderstandings with a smile, face difficulties with a smile, and learn to live with a smile. This way you will live." It's more relaxed and happier. If you don't believe it, try it? ”
After listening to what the head teacher said, I suddenly felt relaxed: Yes, I keep a straight face every day, looking bitter and resentful, and I always sound nasty when interacting with others. When there is a conflict, I always look like I am going to fight. Who wants to be friends with me? I am not happy myself. Why can’t I face my classmates, teachers, and parents with a smile every day?
I want to understand! At this point, Lao Ban's teaching was coming to an end. I bowed deeply to Lao Ban, smiled at her, and turned back to my seat.
Since then, I have worked hard to change myself every day. , the classmates all said that I have changed, become easy-going, and become more smiley. Everyone must know the reason for my change. It is the head teacher who takes the trouble to educate and enlighten a poor student, and it is the head teacher who never gives up on a underachieving student. The result of not abandoning is because the class teacher has selfless love for the students. She changed me Essay 7
A gust of wind messed up my hair, and I thought of a person in the sound of the wind... < /p>
She is an ordinary girl. In everyone's eyes, she is an extremely ordinary girl: a "ponytail", a dark blue flower tied on top, and the ends of her hair are messy; she always wears a A plain top, a blue skirt underneath, and a pair of mismatched sneakers. This is her, an ordinary girl, but so extraordinary - she changed me, changed me. The direction of life...
In mid-July last summer, she moved to the backyard of my grandma's house and lived in the newly rented house. After that, I heard. She was the same age as me and studied in the same elementary school. Although we met several times in school, we still passed each other as strangers, but we had a closer relationship than strangers. —Neighbor.
After the winter vacation, we were all busy preparing for the junior high school entrance examination. The teacher kept delaying the time and making up endless classes, leaving us no chance to meet. We were all stuck in reviewing for the entrance examination. It wasn't until one morning when we met in the yard that we had real contact, and it was she who made the first move.
Before that, I had been admitted to three junior high schools in Hangzhou, including one middle school. I was admitted to another middle school with a better environment. My parents and I had an argument about whether to go to this school. That night, everyone talked loudly, and it seemed that she heard it too. I saw her as soon as I went out. She was holding a piece of paper in her hand and looked at me timidly, as if she had been waiting for a long time. "Good morning!" Qingqing! "She called me, but I didn't react at once, so I quickly said hello to her. She stuffed the piece of paper into my hand and ran away.
I opened the paper in confusion: Paper There are exquisite prints around it, and the small lines in the middle tell me how she felt when she heard our family's "dispute" last night. The general content was that she wanted to persuade me to go to the middle school that admitted me. She said that it was such a blessing to be admitted to the junior high school in Hangzhou and to study in the provincial capital. In her eyes, the school I was admitted to was a paradise. She couldn't think of anything else that I was dissatisfied with. . She was envious that I could pass the exam and that my family could afford it...
After school, I asked my grandma about her family situation, and then I found out that she was a child from a rural area with good grades. , one of the best in the class. She also went to the school that admitted me, and of course she was admitted, and her score was much higher than mine. However, the high tuition fees shattered her dream of studying in the provincial capital, and she had no choice but to go there. I chose to give up. After graduating from elementary school, she could only go back to the countryside to study in junior high school.
I was stunned for a moment, and her timid expression appeared in my mind. p> After that, of course I went to the middle school where I was admitted, but she disappeared and returned to the countryside. Ha! This girl who only spoke to me for a few words came as quietly as a gust of wind. Like a gust of wind, it leaves no trace. But she has changed me, changed my choices, and changed my direction. Now, I have been in this school for more than half a year. Well, my parents also praised me for being more sensible and capable. Thank you, girl. I never knew your name. If you like, please let me call you "Feng".
That "wind" that inspires me, that simple, calm wind, how are you doing? I miss you so much... She changed me essay 8
She always It's so natural, her loving eyes are always so bright, and she has that kind of smile that can't be imitated when facing everyone. I am a shy girl, and I always have nothing to do with good or bad things in front of everyone. She is unknown and always hides things in her heart. In fact, I always envy her naturalness from the inside out.
I remember that it was an extremely affectionate day, and I was as alone as ever. In that familiar corner.
It was her class that made me secretly happy. Very good. I like that teacher, her naturalness makes me envious, her beauty makes me appreciate, and her lack of preference makes me respect her immensely. Ding ding...class is on. She strode in and greeted us naturally.
"Today, we have an interesting self-introduction lesson." The teacher said gently. I'm number one, so start with me. I stood up in panic, lowered my head and remained silent. The teacher said to me, "Be natural, classmate. This is your stage. Just say what you want to say. The teacher encourages you." I...I...I am an introvert. Please, please, students, be tolerant of me. I hope you will become good friends with me. This teacher I liked always chatted with me for ten minutes after class. It was she who told me to change drastically, and it was she who made my relationship with my classmates become natural. I admire her and love her even more.
I have really changed and become outgoing. My thinking is active in class. Teachers and classmates all like me and like to talk to me. I dare to speak loudly on the podium, and I am always recommended even when hosting a program.
I changed from the inside out. I will never forget her encouragement and her smile. She will always be in my heart and take root in my heart.