a. Listen to the teacher tell a story and write a composition of 382 words
A cat that has lived a million times
This afternoon, Mr. Zhang gave our class a vivid story lesson. He told us a soundtrack story, The Cat Who Lived 1 Million Times. This story was compiled by Japanese writer Yoko Sasano.
The protagonist of the story is a tabby cat. The story tells that this tabby cat was once very selfish, with only himself in his eyes and hated others. Although everyone likes it very much, 1 million people loved it and 1 million people cried when it died, but it doesn't know how to love others at all. He never cried for others or even himself. This is a very selfish and arrogant tabby cat. However, when one day he met a white cat who didn't even look at him, he finally couldn't help it. He changed himself and liked white cats and kittens more than himself. One day, the white cat lay still in the cat's arms. This tabby cat cried with its white cat in its arms. This is the first time it cried. It cried for a day and a night, and cried for 1 million times. At noon one day, the tabby cat's crying stopped, and it lay quietly beside the white cat, forever with the white cat, and it never came back to life.
Mr. Zhang put such a story to music, which made it vivid and made me fascinated. A vivid picture emerges in front of my eyes.
I feel sad after listening to the story. I don't think we can be selfish and arrogant like this tabby cat. You can't get help and care from others. We should care more about others, not just ourselves. Remember that others care about you, remember that others are good to you, and learn to be grateful. This kind of life will be happy.
B. Thank you for the 5-word composition "The Master Storyteller in Our Class"!
Last week, in order to celebrate New Year's Day, the school held a "Red Classic" storytelling competition in all grades. Today, it's our turn for six contestants in Grade Three and Grade Four to compete. Our class sent Zhou Xiaoxuan. Because I've had a lot of things recently, I just told Xiao Xuan to prepare for the game, and told her that it's best to match some actions when telling stories to enhance the image and interest. After that, I never asked again, thinking, it's your participation!
The radio told the students to gather in the back playground. The students were so excited that they each picked up their chairs and lined up to go downstairs. The host announced the start of the game, and most of the students were quiet and focused on watching the wonderful performances of the contestants on the stage, but there were still some male students who were as old as monkeys and couldn't sit still, either playing with each other or talking together. The most energetic thing to say is just the collar. As he spoke, the corners of his mouth were foaming at the mouth. I was angry. I transferred him to one side and sat away from the classmates to see if he could still talk!
ah, it's our class's turn for Xiao Xuan to take the stage. I saw her unhurriedly walking onto the stage, bowing to the teachers and classmates below, with an elegant attitude, a smile and a crisp and sweet voice. This posture shocked the audience at once. Everyone was quiet, especially the students in our class, all straightened up and craned their necks, staring at Xiao Xuan's classmates and secretly cheering for her.
Yu Xuan tells the story of Little Hero Rain. Her performance is really beyond my expectation. This is the first time I have heard her tell this story. I didn't expect her to tell it so well. The whole story is fluent and free, with simple and natural movements and vivid expressions, which are very attractive. When talking about the Japanese threatening and indulging the rain, he imitated the tone of the Japanese and shouted, vividly, as if it were really the case, and the whole audience broke into a burst of appreciative laughter; When it comes to the rain being beaten by the devil, the students all stare big eyes, nervous as if the atmosphere dare not go out, and their hearts hang in their throats; When it comes to the fact that the devil thought that Yu Lai had been shot, but Yu Lai didn't actually die, she clapped her hands happily, and the students couldn't help laughing ...
What a wonderful performance! What an excellent child! What a storyteller. I silently admire in my mind. This story is so long that she can tell it smoothly, without pause or hesitation. The plot of the story is so tortuous that she can express the good and evil of the characters and the spiritual connotation of the story through her own expressions, actions, tone and intonation. Facing so many people in the audience, she didn't have stage fright at all, and she calmly and freely brought her level into full play. She attracted the attention of the audience and the eyes of the whole audience to her. Even the most naughty and active male students in our class held their breath, stared intently and listened intently, for fear of missing a plot, an action and a line. I looked at the judges' bench, and the judges and teachers also threw their eyes at Xiao Xuan, smiling approvingly on their faces and nodding their heads.
hey, I found a teacher walking slowly towards here in the distance, obviously attracted by Xiao Xuan's wonderful story. It turned out to be Mr. Lin, the former head teacher of this class. I greeted him and said, "Well, look at your favorite pupil and be proud!" She didn't answer me, but "tut-tut" praised me, her eyes were full of pride, and her smile was full of pride.
At this time, Xiao Xuan's story has been finished. She calmly bowed deeply to the teachers and classmates in the audience, and there was a warm and lasting applause from the audience.
Finally, Xiao Xuan tied for the first prize with another contestant for her excellent performance, which won honor for our class. I deeply feel that our Class 42 is really a good group of crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and the students are versatile. They not only take every opportunity to show themselves seriously and exercise their talents, but also are willing to win honor for the collective.
I believe that every student has something to appreciate. Some of them are already radiant, while others will emerge as soon as they know how to seize the opportunity.
C. Listen to the story of the old Red Army and write a composition of 3 words
This year marks the 9th anniversary of the founding of China. This afternoon, under the leadership of Teacher Song, we came to garden club to carry out a red scarf search for "recalling the history of the Red Army and feeling grateful to the party". An old Red Army told us the story of their war.
The story is told by an 88-year-old grandfather Zou. He started to work underground at the age of 19, joined the * * * at the age of 21 and fought many wars. Grandpa Zou said, "... We were divided into two parts at that time, with 1 people in the south and 1 people in the north, and communicated enemy information to each other. When something important happens, the leaders will personally guide us how to do it. Whenever the players lurking on the other side of the enemy sent information, we immediately set out to defeat the enemy, and we met bandits on the way! At that time, life was very hard. We passed through many villages on the way. The land in the villages was owned by landlords. Every year, when the grain harvest was good, the landlords took it. Few of them were farmers' own, but they had to work hard every day. At that time, we could only sleep for 2 or 3 hours every day, but we had to walk a long way ... "Everyone listened with relish.
Grandpa Zou also showed us his badge, and the teacher said that it was a symbol of honor. Everyone was so envious that they all reached out and touched it. Grandpa Zou wants us to study hard and build the motherland in the future. Finally, we reluctantly bid farewell to Grandpa Zou.
This activity made me understand how happy we are today. We are the flowers of the motherland. With such good conditions, we must study hard and be a talented person who is beneficial to the motherland and society when we grow up.
D. Tell stories and talk about feelings (ask for stories around you)
In winter, it is a world of ice and snow, everything is cold, and it is a vast expanse of whiteness. If there is a beam of sunshine, it will be very warm. Friendship is like the precious sunshine!
In my memory, there is a girl who goes to school with me every day, goes home and goes to the drawing class together. Once, during the class break, everyone went for a walk, but I was the only one holding my stomach in my seat and secretly shouting pain. At this moment, she came. Originally, she came in to drink water. When she saw me like this, she took out my bottle, filled it with some hot water, and handed it to me: "Put it on your stomach, and it won't hurt for a while." I did as she said, and the pain will go away soon. I think that bottle of water not only warms my stomach, but also warms my heart. From that day on, I felt that having friends was really a very happy thing.
There is also a girl who has become good friends with me. Once, I ate in the canteen. There are only two of us in the whole hall, and the reason for knowing each other is very simple. Just because I can't swipe my card, it's no use rubbing it on the credit card machine for a long time. At this moment, she came over and told me how to swipe the card quickly and effectively. Because he is facing the sun, he is particularly dazzling. So, let me have an illusion-she must be a happy and kind angel who came to help kind people. From this day on, every time we eat and go to school together, we become inseparable and good friends who talk about everything. It was also this day that made me realize that having friends is really a happy thing.
A friend is the sunshine when it is cold; It is green tea when you are thirsty; It is a cool breeze when it is hot; Is the encouragement of failure; It is the joy of success; Guide when you encounter difficulties ... Wait, a bosom friend will make you happy all your life, and a friend in need will keep you warm all your life.
Ask a sincere friend!
e. What famous sayings can be added at the beginning of a teacher's story-telling composition
No one, no matter how knowledgeable, can be regarded as an educated person as long as there is an unbreakable distance between his ice question and his life. -powys
F. An essay about the teacher telling us stories! Go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
On another occasion, my mother bought a PHS for my grandmother and told her how to use it. My grandmother was so happy that she had to tell others that she had a mobile phone every day when she went out.
once, a neighbor asked her grandmother to make a phone call to her mother. Unexpectedly, her mother's cell phone was turned off. Grandma dialed it and only heard the other end say, "The number you dialed ..." Before she finished, she hung up quickly and said, "I called Ningbo, which was a long-distance call!"
In fact, many students' short stories are very interesting, such as "Scare Me" written by young friends in chen qian. Two stories are written back and forth, which revolve around a theme. Although there is no outstanding language in the article, the stories are very funny. There are children in Li Xu, who wrote two stories that almost made the teacher laugh.
In addition, some children's compositions are excellent, with a poetic beginning and flowing language. Special praise to Zhang Yuhao, a beautiful article. I hope you will cheer up and learn to observe more carefully!
g. that activity-4 words of story-telling composition
last month, I won the second prize of the story-telling competition held by my school. What is the cause and effect of this matter? Let me tell you slowly.
One day, I passed by the teacher's office, and the teacher called me in. The teacher gave me a book and asked me to find a good article to recite, and then I went to the competition. I took it home, and my mother looked at it. She didn't think it was suitable, so she searched online and found one. The teacher said to recite that one, so I recited it. After school on Friday, the teacher took me to the office again and told me to recite it again. On my back, the vice principal came over and said, don't you want the fifth grade one? The teacher asked, "Really?" "I'm not sure about that. Ask the headmaster." The teacher took my hand to the principal's office again, but when the principal was away, the teacher said, forget it, let the fifth grader do it, and I won't recite it anymore.
However, on Monday, the headmaster told me to find a story and read it to him in the afternoon. Although I was surprised, I went to find it and found a story about the Dragon Boat Festival. The teacher said it was not good. Then, a fourth-grade sister told me to go to the office with my teacher. After going up, the teacher told me to read a long article and told me. After hearing this, I froze, so long, can I recite it? Anyway, I recited it.
The next afternoon, I was going to compete with that brother. The teachers all said that I read with emotion and had a good voice, so I went!
Because the competition is coming tomorrow, I recite it for a long time at night. My parents want to give up when they see how long it is. But I don't give up. It's important to participate. I can go. It's an opportunity for exercise!
it's time to compete. my heart is racing. I recited it twice before I left. On the bus, the teacher asked the teacher in the small town, is there a specified time? The town teacher said four minutes. God, I memorized that article for 7 minutes! The teacher deleted a large paragraph for me again. One hour later, I arrived at the venue of the competition, and I waited patiently.
It's my turn. I took a deep breath, and then I told the article. At that time, my mother was there, and after reading the record sheet, I was ranked fourth, and I thought it was not bad!
the prize is awarded! I won the second prize and a book by 25 yuan. I really didn't expect that I could win the second prize!
The moment I stepped onto the podium, I was so excited that my hands were shaking. At the same time, I remembered what my father said to me-as long as I work hard, I will succeed.
H. Excellent teacher tells a story outline 5-word composition
Teacher Zhang is in his forties, of medium build, with a straight face and a pair of watery eyes, which always gives people a feeling of natural beauty. "Since we stepped into the school gate, we have lived by the teacher's side, from a crying child to a wise teenager …" Whenever I sing this song, I will think of my dearest teacher Zhang. Teacher Zhang often tells his classmates to be good after class, which makes us feel very affectionate and warm like our mother. I like Chinese class very much, because teacher Zhang's class is particularly vivid and interesting, and I listen to each class with my classmates with relish.
In order to cultivate the flowers of the motherland, Miss Zhang devoted all her energy and painstaking efforts to education. The exam is coming, and Mr. Zhang is working harder. In our exercise book, Mr. Zhang carefully corrects it with a red pen and never misses any corner of the exercise book. The dense scarlet letter filled every gap in our exercise books. Every time I see these scarlet letters, I feel very uncomfortable. This is not a scarlet letter. It is clearly the painstaking efforts of Teacher Zhang. Drops flow into my heart and accompany me to grow up day by day. Teacher Zhang is getting thinner. She pours her efforts into our exercise books and injects them into our lives. Her life is for me, for you and for him. In this way, Mr. Zhang cultivated a batch of students with affection and heart, and went to all places needed by the motherland. I decided to study hard in the future and repay my beloved teacher Zhang with excellent results.
I. The teacher is telling a story to four children. I want to find a composition. The teacher is giving it to Xiao.