Chapter 1: A 600-word essay on my brother

After arriving in the city, this is my first time to return to my hometown. As soon as I set foot on that familiar path, I thought of my brother. Ever since I was a toddler, my brother has been carrying me on this path to play. At that time, my parents were busy with work and I spent a lot of time with my brother. Whenever I cry when I am scared by bugs, my brother always wipes my tears with a smile and says, "Don't be afraid, watch me trample this bad guy to death!" After that, he tramples it to death. And I always smiled with tears in my eyes. Time flies, and I am in school in a flash. Every time after school, no matter how late it is, I have to wait for my brother to come out of the classroom and go home together. On this small road, my brother spent several spring and autumn years with me, and I walked back and forth countless times. I remember one morning, it was raining crazily, and I said, "Brother, it's raining so hard, why don't you go to school?" My brother held an umbrella and said, "Is this little rain scaring you? Come on, come up. Come on!" As he said this, he knelt down to carry me. I said hesitantly: "Stop carrying me -" my brother interrupted me with a smile: "Are you still afraid that he can't carry you? Not to mention you are so young, even when you are 100 years old, you are still No. 1 to my brother!" I smiled and leaned obediently on my brother's strong back. The rain hit the ground and splashed countless small bubbles. The wild flowers on the roadside trembled in the wind and rain, and the path was muddy. I held the umbrella and leaned tightly on my brother's back. My brother was swaying forward in the wind and rain. He said: "Hold the umbrella back, your back will get wet." But I saw my brother's muddy feet and soaked feet. He moved his trouser legs and secretly moved the umbrella forward. Although the heavy rain soaked my clothes and made me shiver with cold, my heart was warm. After finally arriving at school, my brother put me down. Seeing that my clothes were soaked, he said angrily: "Didn't I ask you to move the umbrella back?" "Then what should you do?" I asked. "My brother is older, it doesn't matter, you are still young, you will get sick if you get wet!" Now, my brother is in high school. I was walking alone on this winding road, listening to the rustle of leaves blown by the wind on the roadside, and I seemed to hear my brother’s kind voice: “Even when you are 100 years old, you will still be my brother’s little sister! ”

Chapter 2: My brother’s composition of 600 words

Who won the third prize in the provincial piano competition award? Who is reading so much that he forgets to eat? He is my brother - Dai Mingchen.

My brother goes to Zhongyi Road Primary School in Zhengdong New District and is in fifth grade at the beginning of school. He is half a head taller than me, has a pair of big bright eyes, short black hair, a mouth that sounds like a bean, a pair of sword eyebrows that makes him look particularly handsome, and the most special thing is his pair of ears. , the flesh is thick and soft, if you touch it you will feel very comfortable!

My brother has many hobbies: reading, writing, skateboarding, painting, calligraphy... but his favorite is reading. I watch it every day when I get up, at noon, and before going to bed at night. No matter where he goes, he always takes books with him. Watching his brother read is so fascinating and relishing. I can't help but ask him: "Why do you like reading so much?" "I don't read for a day, and I don't even eat. It’s fragrant, and it has many benefits for learning and writing essays.” After listening to my brother’s words, I now love reading more and more, and I have copied many beautiful words and quotes from famous people...

Two days ago, my second aunt sent my brother to my house and asked him to stay at my house for a week. I was immediately ecstatic. As soon as we met, my brother and I hugged each other and jumped up with joy, almost touching the roof! I can finally study and have fun with him!

Every morning, we do homework, read, practice calligraphy together, and sometimes play video games and have a game competition.

In the evening, my brother went roller skating with me. During the break, he fanned me and wiped my sweat. He also brought me water from time to time. After a while, my brother was sweating profusely and his clothes were too busy. It also got wet quickly. Seeing this, I felt an indescribable gratitude in my heart! Thinking about the times when I have a little quarrel with my brother, he always lets me go and doesn't argue with me, but I still insist on fighting to the death. I feel really ashamed!

A week has passed in the blink of an eye, and my second aunt is going to take my brother home! I really don't want him to go! In this way we reluctantly parted ways.

Although we are temporarily separated, we will always be "inseparable" good brothers.

Chapter 3: My brother’s composition of 600 words

My brother’s eyes are thin and long, with black eyes. Shining with wisdom, his two big, white front teeth are always exposed when he talks or smiles. He looks very cute.

My brother is smart and studious. One day at noon, my brother was itching because he still had an essay to finish and wanted to finish it quickly. But his mother was afraid that he would be in low spirits and doze off during class in the afternoon, so she had to let him sleep. The elder brother raised his mouth and said angrily: "I'm going to write! I'm going to write!" Soon, the elder brother came up with a good idea. He whispered: "I can pretend to be asleep first. Mom is gone, and I will be there." "Writing secretly under the quilt." But before I could be happy, the question came again: it was dark under the quilt, how could I see it? Suddenly, he shook his head and said excitedly: "There is a way! There is a way!" At this time, his brother said loudly: "Mom, I'm going to bed!"

When he arrived at the bedroom, he closed the door tightly, picked up paper and pen, got into bed, and prepared to write a composition. () He first covered his body tightly, looked around, and said, "Wow! It couldn't be any darker!" He lifted the quilt on his forehead, and a little light came through. . My brother wrote the composition seriously...

I don’t know how long it took, but my brother finally finished the composition. He opened the quilt, rubbed his eyes, jumped up and down on the bed with his composition in hand...

Do you think my brother is smart and studious?

Chapter 4: A 600-word essay on my brother

My brother loves basketball. He is tall. Humorous and handsome.

Once, after returning home from school, I hurried into the living room, threw down my schoolbag, turned on the TV, and watched the live broadcast of A with relish. He stared at the TV screen intently, sometimes imitating James' three-step layup, and sometimes imitating O'Neal's air dunk. Grandma saw that it was getting late, so she brought a bowl of porridge and handed it to my brother, but he thought it was a basketball, picked up the bowl and threw it towards the basket. There was only a "bang" sound, the porridge spilled on the floor, and the bowl was also Shattered. Suddenly, grandma became furious and said angrily: "Forget it if you don't eat, why did you throw the bowl?" Then my brother woke up from his "dream", imitating the appearance of a basketball star, and said humorously: "Sorry, I don't t know."

Because his brother is keen on basketball, he teamed up with several teammates to reach the semi-finals of the school basketball team. This was his first achievement in basketball. An honor. One night, he said to me: "Brother, do you believe that our team can win the championship?" "Of course we can!" I said excitedly, and I saw my brother holding his head high and confidently saying: "I will definitely live up to the expectations of my family. Hope!" After playing this, he went out early and came home late every day, practicing basketball hard. Huangtian paid off and his brother finally won the championship. He hugged several players and shed tears of happiness.

My brother is really a basketball fan. He not only loves to watch basketball games, but also loves to play basketball. Oh, yes, one more thing I forgot to mention, his bookshelf is not filled with books, but basketballs of various brands.

Chapter 5: My brother’s composition of 600 words

My brother is tall and thin. He loves me very much and will let me do anything. He always tries his best to help me. No matter what difficulties I encounter, he is always the first to help me.

When I was a child, I relied on my brother very much. Because I was the eldest in the family, I had to give in to my sisters in everything. I often cried about this kind of thing. I always cried every time. It was my brother who came to comfort me, so at that time my young heart thought that my brother was the best!

Because my brother is good to me, my brother and I are very close. My sisters are jealous! I was very happy at this time, so I relied more on my brother. As I grew up, my brother's schoolwork became heavier and he stopped coming to my house. I look forward to him coming to my house to play with me every day, but I never see him. I'm very sad. As my schoolwork got heavier, I gradually forgot about this matter and no longer waited for my brother.

Until that day when he came to my house...

At that time, I was angry with my mother because he wanted me to give my beloved I gave my sister something to play with, but I refused, so my father scolded me and even beat me. I ran out of Lajia in anger, and happened to see my brother coming to my house, so I threw myself on him and started crying. Then my brother asked me why and said to me meaningfully: "You have to know that you are the eldest in your family. You have to take care of your sister and act like a sister." I stopped crying and burst into tears. Looking at him, I feel that my brother is really good.

I always listen to my brother, so I obediently give things to my sister. My sister is very happy, and I am also very happy when I see their smiling faces. My brother also praised me for being sensible.

I no longer have any quarrels with my sister. I always remember my brother’s words and remember that I am the sister who has to take care of my sisters.

Now, no matter how heavy my schoolwork is, I will wait for my brother on Sundays. I believe he will visit me again and teach me what I should do as an elder!

Second grade student of Zicheng No. 2 Middle School: Ma Yujia

Chapter 6: My brother’s composition of 600 words

My brother is very nice to me. Maybe it’s because I’m young, so he should be humble to me! However, sometimes he makes me furious and always procrastinates on doing things. However, he didn't dare to say "no" when I asked him to do something.

My brother’s home is very far away from my home, so it is difficult to meet in person. We usually talk online. Once during the summer vacation, I went to my brother's house for five days. He said proudly in front of me: "I am level 60 in Warcraft, haha!" I was not convinced, so I said: "Oh! It's only sixty." ! I will definitely be level 60 this summer. "I spent four days playing World of Warcraft at my brother's house, and I lost my patience. "Why is the promotion so slow!" I chirped in front of my brother. My brother seemed to understand what I meant, and he said, "Let me help you practice!" I said ecstatically, "Okay! That's great." I jumped up with joy. I went home and thought: Now I can reach level 60 without any effort. I patiently did my homework for ten days at home and finished it in five days. I turned on the computer and looked at it, and I immediately jumped up in anger. Why did I only get promoted to level 1? I called my brother angrily and scolded him. He said impatiently: "I have been promoted to level 1 recently." I was so busy that I had almost no time." My "fire" was immediately extinguished, leaving me speechless. After a while, I called my brother again and said impatiently: "Okay! Anyway, you must train me to level 40 within this month. I don't know the rest." He promised well. , but I haven’t reached level 40 in two months, so I still have to rely on myself! As the saying goes: Don't put too much hope in others.

I remember another time when he made me angry. I gave my brother 110 yuan and asked him to buy me 4 point cards. My brother readily agreed.

I almost forgot about it after one month, two months...four months, before my brother told me that he bought it and would buy it directly for me tomorrow. I was happy when I heard it, but a month later, my brother still hadn’t given me a prescription. I couldn't bear it anymore and gave my brother a lesson, which he accepted humbly. He won't act like this again.

This is my brother, what do you think?

Chapter 7: A 600-word essay on my brother

My brother Chen Chuanzhen

I have an old brother, he is handsome, personable, loved by everyone, and flowers bloom. I like to play with him because he is very good to me. Do you want to know what my brother looks like? I’m afraid you don’t know! Then let me tell you, with a pair of big black eyes, two rows of thick eyebrows, and a dimple smiling on one side, he must be a handsome guy. Not only does this guy have a good heart, he also has a military uniform. Speaking of military uniforms, you know he is a soldier. There are three types of soldiers: sea, land and air. My brother is the navy. He is so majestic on the sea.

It’s a pity that he can only come back once a year. It's really pitiful, but it's good that he is in the army. He has so many friends and everyone must be happy together. Just last year, I heard from my mother that there was a typhoon in Hainan Island a while ago before he joined the army. They waited in that area for the typhoon to blow before coming back. In two months, my brother actually gained 4 kilograms. It was really cool. After dinner, they play on the computer, sometimes chat, and don’t have to do any other work. Isn’t it strange that it’s not important?

My brother is back now. He takes me to see movies and eat, all to please his girlfriend. He is so miserable. His girlfriend and I are already very familiar, I call him sister, and he is very good to me. I don’t know how he treats his brother. My elder sister Chen Xing works in Hefei. Every time I go home and go to QQ, I tell him about me, how my life is going, how my academic performance is, it’s all a mess, and I’m speechless. Each time we chatted for an hour, he actually said that my typing was slow, which made me very annoyed. My sister's life is spent in the dormitory and in the hospital lying on the computer. She faces the computer every day. I wonder if she wears glasses? I guess her head must have hurt when she saw the computer.

My brother is 25 and not yet married. I guess both my mother and my aunt were worried about him. well! I also started to worry about him

First grade of junior high school: Thunder Tornado 111

Chapter 8: My brother essay 600 words

Since I moved to the city to go to school, I have had fewer opportunities to meet my brother. Whenever I encounter difficulties in life and study, I always think of him. My brother.

I remember that I have been with my brother since I was a toddler. When I was in kindergarten, my parents were busy with work, so my brother and I went to the same school, so we spent a lot of time together. Whenever I cried when I was frightened by bugs, my brother would always wipe my tears with a smile and say, "Don't be afraid, watch me crush this bad guy!" After that, he would crush it to death. And I always smile with tears in my eyes.

During the three years of kindergarten, every time after school, no matter how late, I had to wait for my brother to come out of the classroom and go home together. On the way to school, my brother spent several years with me and walked back and forth countless times.

I remember one morning, it rained like crazy. I said, "Brother, it's raining so hard, why don't you go to school?" While holding an umbrella, my brother said, "Is this little rain falling on you? Come on, come up!" As he said that, he knelt down to ask for help. Carry me.

I said hesitantly: "Stop carrying me -" my brother interrupted me with a smile: "Are you still afraid that he can't carry you? Not to mention that you are so young now, even when you are 100 years old, you will still be my little brother. !" I smiled and leaned obediently on my brother's strong back...

The rain hit the ground, splashing countless small ice bubbles, and the wild flowers on the roadside were dancing in the wind and rain. I was shaking and the path was muddy. I held the umbrella and leaned tightly on my brother's back. My brother was swaying forward in the wind and rain, one foot at a time and one foot at a time, still saying: "Hold the umbrella back, your back will get wet." But I saw my brother's muddy feet and the With his trousers soaked through, he secretly moved the umbrella forward. Although the heavy rain soaked my clothes and made me shiver from the cold, my heart was warm. After finally arriving at school, my brother put me down. Seeing that my clothes were soaked, he said angrily: "Didn't I ask you to move the umbrella back?" "Then what should you do?" I asked. "My brother is older, it doesn't matter, you are still young, you will get sick if you get wet!"

Now, my brother is in high school. I am also in elementary school, and we go to our own schools. Whenever I walk on the way to school alone, I always think of the time when I went home with my brother. I seem to hear my brother's kind voice again: "It's time to reach 100."

Ah! Brother, what a good brother! Now, although we are not together, we are all for the same thing. Goal, let's work hard for this common goal. I think we will get together in joy in the near future.