What composition have I studied? About 600 words: "Life is bitter, sweet, and happy ..." This song "Sunshine always comes after the storm" tells us that only by persisting can we see the sunshine after the storm through the dark clouds. Yes, sunshine always appears after a storm.
I remember when I was six years old, I learned to ride a bike with my brother. We wheeled our bikes to a clearing. Start practicing. I let my mother hold it first, and then slowly my mother let it go. It was smooth at first, but it didn't take long for the handlebar to get out of control and start swinging from side to side.
1 of "pa", I had a "close contact" with the ground. My mother came to help me, then my mother helped the car, and I started practicing again. I fell down again and again, which made me lose my confidence and I couldn't keep going. I thought: learning to drive is too difficult. I had better give up. I looked back at my brother. He fell down again and again, but he got up and walked on. Seeing my brother, I pushed the car again.
The journey has begun again. I held the handlebar with both hands, jumping and pedaling, and then I became a little more proficient. My right leg jumped briskly and my ass landed firmly on the seat. Then start to accelerate. When I saw my achievements, I became very proud. I started riding fast, and with a bang, I fell down again.
So, I found my fault and persisted. Although I fell down again and again, I persisted. Clear the clouds and see the sun, the sun is always behind the storm! I fell down and got up again and again, and I was like a baby eagle pushed off a cliff by my mother. After setbacks and hardships, I persisted, I succeeded, and I learned to ride a bike. ...
My friend, I advise you to learn to persist. If you learn to persist in life, you can cross rivers and mountains, and success belongs to those who have the courage to persist.
What composition have I studied? About 600 words. Put yourself in someone else's shoes. Be tolerant, and things will always be much easier. -inscription
The sky is high, the clouds are light, the wind is light, the sun is shining, and the earth is dyed yellow. The music on campus is mixed in the air, and it is fluttering into the ears. In the morning, I pushed my bike into the campus. Just as I parked the car, a classmate ran into me and knocked my bike and schoolbag to the ground. I was knocked over, too, and almost fell. I turned to look at my classmate angrily and saw that his hair was unkempt, his clothes were disheveled and his face was urgent. But I didn't care about this, but I swore mercilessly: "You don't have long eyes and don't know the way." You are blind, aren't you? You hit people. "He kept saying' I'm sorry', but my anger carried me away and I didn't listen to anything.
Time flies like running water. In a blink of an eye, the sun has reached the western hills.
I rode my bike on my way home. People come and go, and there are many cars, like waves in the sea, one after another. I accidentally bumped into a girl at a sharp turn. She fell heavily on the ground, the car overturned and the contents of the basket fell out. There was chaos and people were very embarrassed.
As soon as I saw it, I quickly got off the bus, bent down to help people get up, and helped pick up things at the same time. I kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it ..." The girl bowed her head and kept picking up things with her slender hands, which made me more nervous, accelerated my speech and repeatedly said "I'm sorry".
"Actually, it doesn't matter. I just fell and didn't get hurt." She looked up and said to me.
My heart seems to be burning and my face suddenly burns in shame. After helping the girl pack up, I saw her say "goodbye" with a smile, and my face was even hotter. I also said goodbye, moved, ashamed and grateful.
I pushed my car home, and I felt deeply ashamed and sorry when I thought of the bad attitude of my classmate who bumped into me this morning. Actually, if we can tolerate others, life will be much better. After that day, I learned a lot, one of which was tolerance.
Put yourself in someone else's shoes and be tolerant. Things will always be much simpler and the ending will be better.
What composition have I studied? About 600 words. Everyone learns to ride a bike, wrestle, throw a bike, smash a bike ... everyone is the same, they all pass by in this way, but two of them are not good. They threw a bike and smashed a bike. The way I learn to ride a bike is to slide the bike first, then put the other foot on the other footstool, and then master the balance. Look ahead with your eyes, not at your feet. This is the right way to do it.
But how did I practice at first? This is different. My dad helped me ride my bike to feel it. With his help, I rode for a while, and then my father gave me a hard push. I rode forward with the trend, and I couldn't keep my balance well. My ass twisted from side to side and my body fell down. Soon I fell down. Because my body always doesn't listen to me, and my bike is always against me, which makes me very impatient. I plopped my bike on the ground, ignored it and sulked. I fell a lot in the middle and practiced for several days without making progress. I feel stupid and depressed.
Later, my aunt on the sixth floor gave me some advice. I listened to my aunt's advice and suddenly found a feeling. First, I got on the bus and slipped on one foot. I looked forward and soon found the feeling. Besides, my bike is very obedient. I also tried to put my other foot on the footstool. I didn't fall, but I rode a long way forward. After a long time, practice step by step and make rapid progress. Later, I was able to ride a bike freely, and I really wanted to show my elegance on the road, like an adult.
It turns out that you can't give up halfway and you can't be discouraged. Be sure to stick to it and don't be discouraged because of a little setback. You should listen to the experience of successful people or people who have experienced it, so that you can make rapid progress and succeed.
What composition have I studied? About 600 words. Four teachers asked us to learn the same life skills this holiday, so I learned to cook rice with my father.
First of all, I want to fill the rice. My father told me that filling a measuring cup is probably for one person, so I packed three measuring cups. Step two, Taomi. My father told me that there was more water than rice, and then he put his hand in, turned around and took the rice floating on the water, opened the stuck rice, then poured water and repeated it twice; Finally, I put twice as much water as rice, and I did it. Dad also asked me to dry the outside of the inner pot of the rice cooker with a rag, so that it wouldn't be short-circuited, or it would make a stinging sound; Now you can put the inner pot of the rice cooker into the rice cooker, then cover it, plug in the power supply, press the switch, and it will be ok.
Wait 20 minutes, and you will have a delicious meal!
The most important thing in cooking is to put water. You can't put too much or too little. If you put too much, the rice will be too soft. If you put less, the rice will be too hard, so how much water you put is very important, but I still don't have a clue, so I asked my father to take a look at it for me, so I cooked rice for a week, which was soft and delicious.
Dad told me that he didn't have a rice cooker or an induction cooker when he was a child, and the quality of rice at that time was very poor, with sand, straw and even pebbles in it! So there is another process: take out the sand and pebbles in the rice, and grandma will stay by the stove when cooking, because the fire can't be too big or too small, otherwise it will be burnt or undercooked.
I learned to cook. I'm so happy! I decided to cook all the rice in the summer vacation!
It's delicious to eat your own cooking!