There are many things I like at home, among which my favorite is my piggy bank, because it is a birthday present from my father.
My piggy bank is exquisite. It's a cute little golden pig. It has big round eyes, long eyelashes and a big belly. It seems to remind us that its stomach can hold money. I insist on putting pocket money in, making the golden pig's stomach bigger and happier.
Once, I came home from school and my parents went out. I do my homework at home alone. I found my notebook used up. At this moment, I looked up and saw Xiao Jinzhu. She was smiling at me. I have an idea. I quickly took out a yuan from the pig's stomach to buy a notebook. Finally, I finished my homework. I told my parents about it when they came back. My mother said it was your good habit and helped you solve the problem.
Last year, the people of Sichuan suffered a strong earthquake. People all over the country donated money. Our school also held a large-scale donation activity. I didn't ask my mother for money, but took out 350 yuan money from Little Golden Pig and donated it to the disaster area. Although little golden pig's stomach is empty, I feel very satisfied, because it is my love and strength.
From these two things, we can see that the piggy bank is of great help to me. So I will continue to develop the good habit of saving money and let it play a greater role. My piggy bank, I love you!
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My friend, a tumbler, left it to me when my grandfather died, and it is still on my desk. It happened when I was a child.
When I was three years old, my grandfather fell ill and died. Before I died, I was chasing a white butterfly in the yard. I accidentally tripped over a stone when I was chasing it, and then I fell to the ground and cried. At this moment, my grandfather came over and gently threw the tumbler in his hand to the ground. The tumbler was so funny that he forgot the pain for a moment and stopped crying. Grandpa squatted down to help me up and said earnestly, ". After listening to grandpa's words, I pushed his hand away and said, "I can do it myself without your help." "I finally stood up bravely and patted the dirt on my body, as if demonstrating to my grandfather. You can see me. Grandpa smiled, laughing so happily. When I saw Grandpa laughing so happily, I smiled, too, and made a face at him. He picked up the tumbler on the ground and said naughtily to his grandfather, "This tumbler is mine." Grandpa said, "This is for you." Suddenly, I stopped laughing, because I remembered that Grandpa was still ill. In order to reassure grandpa, I hurried back to my house to rest and said loudly, "I'm fine, I'll be as strong as a tumbler." Don't worry, grandpa! "Grandpa saw that I was really okay and went back to the house to rest. Looking at his back, I thought, "If only Grandpa would get well soon!" "At that time, grandpa can play with me every day. It's a pity that grandpa died a few days after this incident.
Grandpa left me the tumbler. Yes, the tumbler is so strong that he can stand up bravely every time he falls. From then on, whenever I fall down and can't get up, I will think of the tumbler left by my grandfather, and I will get up strong every time I think of it.
That glass is round and short. Its overall color is red, its face is flesh-colored, its round head has a pair of big eyes, staring straight and radiant, and its beard on its mouth is upturned and black.
Whenever I fall, I will bravely get up, because then I will remember what the tumbler and grandpa once said to me.
Once, I put my beloved tumbler in my pocket and went out to play with my friends. When I played too hard with my friends, I forgot the danger. I only care about my eyes, not my feet. As a result, I tripped over a big stone and fell to the ground, causing tears to fall. My friend came to comfort me and said, "Don't cry, we'll help you up." Standing in front of me, I saw it and immediately remembered what my grandfather said to me before his death. Yes, I should be strong. I should overcome the pain and stand up bravely. I can't live up to grandpa's expectations. I gritted my teeth and got up to continue playing with my friends.
I don't know how many difficulties I have encountered and how many times I have fallen, but I will always overcome them and get up strong. Because of the company of the tumbler, I will always remember grandpa's words, please rest assured.
The composition describing the object 150 words describe the actions of the characters 1. The sky belongs only to fire and smoke, and the outside of the trench belongs only to fear and death. He clung to the gun shaft as if grasping at straws. The gunfire continued, and many people jumped out of his side. With a burst of fierce gunfire and screams, they shed blood on the battlefield. He wiped his forehead, for fear of a cold sweat, his hands were shaking all the time. He tried to light a cigarette and held it steady, but the hand holding the lighter never touched the cigarette end. Extreme fear gripped him, as if to drain all the vitality from his body! Just as he sat down against the wall in despair, another wave of charge began. Smoke accompanied by the smell of blood, * * * on his nose. He couldn't bear it any longer, stood up, pressed the bullet, opened the bolt with a click, and cursed his cowardice. He clumsily climbed out of the trench, staggered to his feet, raised his gun and staggered a few steps. "bang!" Just a dozen meters away, the enemy appeared! The comrades around him have raised their guns. He was in a daze for a long time, and suddenly, as if remembering something, he began to shoot at the enemy crazily. However, not long after, a shuttle bullet flew in and pierced his forehead. He fell on the blood-stained land, his fingers clenched into fists, as if to seize the lost life ... his arms gradually hung down and his fingers gradually relaxed. He and his comrades died in the battle. Finally can rest in peace. Xiaoli pursed her mouth, hunched over, crept up and approached it step by step. Approaching, approaching, I saw her quietly reaching out her right hand to the butterfly, and her open fingers closed and caught the butterfly's wings. Xiaoli jumped and jumped with joy. He bent down, the basketball kept flapping back and forth and left and right under his hand, and his eyes turned around, looking for a chance to "break through". Suddenly, he quickened his pace, then turned left and right, rushed through two layers of defense lines and came to the basket. After a tiger jump, he turned to shoot, and the basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air and landed in the basket impartially. 6. He put the melon seeds in his mouth while cooking and bit them into a grid. However, when he bit them, he couldn't do it correctly. He soaked all the shells of melon seeds with saliva, and when he peeled them in his hand, he slipped around, unable to start, and finally fell to the ground, nowhere to be found. He swallowed a mouthful of empty saliva and chose another bite to bite. This time, he was very careful when peeling. He displayed the bitten melon seeds on the dining table in the cabin, lowered his head and peeled them carefully, as if he were repairing the clock. After about a minute or two, I finally peeled some melon seeds and stuffed them into my mouth to eat.
Describe the combined squirrel of the object.
Squirrel is a beautiful little animal, which is very lovable. It has flexible limbs and quick movements. It has a pair of sparkling eyes embedded in its little face. Its taupe hair is as smooth as oil. Its big furry tail is always upturned, which looks very nice.
Squirrels like to jump around on branches. They are very clever. As long as someone touches the trunk, they hide under a few branches and even jump into other trees. On a sunny summer night, squirrels jump, scream and chase each other in the trees. They seem to be afraid of strong sunlight and often hide in their nests to enjoy the cool during the day. Only when the branches are shaken by the wind will they fall to the ground. But they never go near people's houses.
Squirrels like to live in tall old trees and often put their nests in the middle of tree forks. When they build a nest, they first move some twigs and stagger them together, then find some dry moss to spread on them, and then compact and flatten the moss. When they build a nest, they will cover the whole nest with a cover, so that they are not afraid of wind and rain. They live in it with their children, which is very warm.
Squirrels often eat pine nuts, hazelnuts and oak chestnuts, and sometimes they eat bird eggs. When they eat, they often sit upright on the branches, hold the branches with their front paws and send them to their mouths. In autumn, squirrels store winter food and stuff it into cracks in old trees. In winter, they sometimes pry open the thick snow with their claws and look for food under the snow.
Squirrel meat can be eaten, tail hair can be used as brushes, and skin can be used as clothes.
Composition describing objects (about 500 words) Last year, on my birthday, my mother gave me a lovely puppy. Because it has black and gray fur, I named it Xiaohei. Round head, small ears, round black eyes, like two bright little glass beads. The small black nose really looks like a triangle. There are sharp teeth in the mouth, and the short tail is very cute to shake.
One morning, I took Xiaohei for a walk in the park. He saw some puppies in the grass, so he ran up and wrestled with them, and he was covered in mud. When I go home, I will give Blackie a bath. Wet its body first, and then put shampoo on it, so that it is covered with bubbles. When its little tail wagged, I got blisters all over. * * * Crispy took off his clothes and jumped into the basin to play with water.
My lovely and naughty puppy has brought me a lot of happiness, and I like it more and more.
There are many unique things in my small room, such as lively dolls, beautiful toys, beautiful flowers, classic fairy tale books, a big bookcase with a microwave oven on it ... but I really don't care about these things. I just like a small alarm clock by the bed.
This little alarm clock is very cute. Its shape is a robot cat, and its sky-blue body makes it look fat. Under a pair of big white eyes, there is a big red and round nose, and the curved mouth keeps smiling at you, which is very cute. Inside the robot cat is a big dial with 12 colorful numbers engraved evenly on it. There are four brothers living in the dial. The hour hand is the boss, the minute hand is the second, the second hand is the third and the chronograph hand is the fourth. Of the four brothers, the fastest is the third. Just turn around, the second one moves, the second one has already gone around, and the boss moves. As a result, the three brothers gathered regularly in the dial and dispersed, tirelessly hovering around the robot cat's stomach day and night. Old four is the youngest and laziest. Only when you turn the spring, it moves slowly and unwillingly. If you don't mobilize it, it will stick to its post.
"Lazy people get up, lazy people get up ..." As usual, the small alarm clock urged me to get up. I rubbed my sleepy eyes and looked at my watch. It's only 6: 20 I still want to sleep for a while, so I buried my head in the bed, but when I heard the quick tick of the small alarm clock, I seemed to remember the importance of time, so I rubbed my eyes and got up.
As the saying goes, "an inch of time and an inch of gold can't buy an inch of time." In this way, the small alarm clock always reminds me to cherish time, abide by the work and rest system, and develop good life and study habits. Is my intimate friend who gets along with me day and night, accompanying me on the long road of growth. I like you.-little alarm clock.
My family has a pot of chlorophytum, which my mother bought the year before last and put on the table on the balcony.
The leaves of Dictyophora are light green, thin and short. A few weeks later, the wild leaves grew up and turned dark green, but they were very thin and long, with two white veins on them. If it continues to grow, a small stem will grow from its root, and leaves will grow on the small stem. Small stems and leaves can be cut off and transplanted to other places, and new chlorophytum can grow. When the wind blows in from the window, the leaves dance and look beautiful.
It used to be thought that chlorophytum would only grow leaves, but now it is found that chlorophytum will also bloom. It was in late spring and early summer. I went to the balcony to bask in the sun and looked at the chlorophytum by the way. Just as I was leaving, I saw some white flowers the size of nails on the small stem. I was very surprised, so I observed these flowers. These flowers are about one square centimeter in area and have five petals. The stamen in the middle is golden, and I can smell the faint fragrance when a gust of wind blows. Some of these flowers have beautiful smiling faces and are graceful in flowerpots, like a proud peacock; Some put the petals together tightly, like a shy girl; Others are like a full stomach, which is about to burst.
My chlorophytum is really beautiful. I like it very much and often water and fertilize it. Under my careful care, chlorophytum grows sturdily!
A composition describing scenery or a composition describing things. 400 words! Rural summer scenery
Cicada is a little singer in the forest. Every summer, it stirs its stomach vigorously in the tree and sings loudly: "cicada, cicada …" As soon as I hear its cry, I will speed up my steps and run to the stream near Donglin, Houhou Village. Small fish are playing in the clear stream. From time to time, small fish jumped out of the water and plopped into the cool stream. The hairy aquatic plants fluttered with the fish-scale water waves, which made me really want to swim freely in the water like a fish. I sat under the tree, took off my shoes, put my foot into the water, and splashed the stream on my arm with both hands to enjoy the cool. In the shade of the tree, I looked at the white clouds, blue sky and birds in the sky, and listened to the cicadas, with unspeakable joy in my heart.
Grandma's house is not far in front of the stream. Neat courtyards, houses, green hills and golden rice fields are intertwined into a beautiful picture, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
When we came to grandma's house, we abandoned the noisy crowds and dirty air in the city and enjoyed leisure and tranquility. In the evening, everyone sat in the yard to enjoy the cool air and looked at the twinkling stars all over the sky. The breeze blowing in the field after "filtering" brings waves of fragrant rice, which makes people feel the infinite fun of rural life. I really like this country life!
Poet swordsman who describes objects
Tangjiadao
After ten years' hard work, I have grinded out a sword. The edge of the sword flashes in cold light, but I haven't tried its sharpness.
Now take it out and show it to you. Whoever is wronged may as well tell me the truth.
Communication of articles describing objects (personification)
The colorful colors in the world need beautiful communication. Even the enchanting and graceful flowers, even the magnificent Yellow River, if they don't "communicate" with the soil and the vast sea, how can they weave one touching poem after another with their own integrity? Eventually, it will become a beautiful myth that we have sung through the ages. ...
Beauty needs communication, and the most touching thing in the world is the human soul. Behind the immortal works in the literary world is an extraordinary soul. Whenever I hold these heavy things, I feel as if I hold not only books, but also a soul, so I reveal my heart and communicate with this extraordinary soul. This process is beautiful and sacred. It makes our spirit climb the insurmountable Mount Everest. When we look at the river, we see the vicissitudes of five thousand years.
I often think of a famous saying: "Go your own way and let others talk." Arrogant personality and disdainful integrity seem to overturn all potential. But I feel dull pain. What an escape! Can't people really understand each other? It seems that sincerity is a hazy lie to us. Love has become a warm glow of yesterday, and love is a rose full of thorns. Humans love each other, and we are all long-distance travelers heading for the same destination. Understanding is only the result of real communication. When we look back on this wonderful life, there may be too many regrets and regrets. However, as long as you shed warm light for others at that time, sincerely call their names and tell them the voice in your heart, then, dear, you can capture more colorful light of years. When you stumble to open dusty memories, you will find that you have been building a wonderful bridge.
In these years of starlight, we put our hands over our chests, let us pave a bridge with blood, open peaches and plums with tears, pave a ditch for others, dig a canal for ourselves and this beautiful lake, and then wave our hands to communicate, so that everything can be connected freely. In fact, the most beautiful and real moment is the moment when Liu Er bathes in spring and sucks the rain and dew in the soil, because at that moment everything is connected into a ring and communication becomes a real desire and need. ...
The words describing objects are exquisite and colorful.
There are so many beautiful things, including Yongzhen, and there are so many miracles in the world.
Endless, all-encompassing, varied and dazzling.
Everything, everything is overwhelming, there are countless things everywhere.
An endless stream, more than enough, the more the better.
The list goes on and on.